Donnabella Manor

You wear your wall, you wear a smile, like suits of armor
Donabella manor, sick for satisfaction
Oooooooooo

Turn the lights off, shut the gates, and lock the doors
Donabella manor, anything can happen
Oooooooooo

I've been dancing in the dark as "The Dirty Dozen" echoes on her walls
I left my boots back by the door and did the tango through her halls
I crawled on all fours, and lay prostrate on her ornamental stairs
Traced her faults so tenderly, like fingers through her hair

I don't know, I don't know, I don't know, I don't know what's wrong with her ghost
Now it's gone, and she's gone, and she's gone, I'll miss her the most
I don't know, I don't know, I don't know, I don't know, I don't care
There, hurt them and go, go

Fuck, and fight, and fist, and hurt, and cry, and try and rub some dirt in
Give 'em hell, give 'em hell, give 'em hell, Rome is burning
Burn it burn it burn it at all, pride before the fall
I don't know, I don't know, I don't know, I don't know
I don't know, I don't know



Credits
Writer(s): Anthony Jonathon Folino, Colton David Schroetter, Jacob Stephen Grimes, Matthew Frederick Ricciardi
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