Below is the lyrics of the song Don't Get Blood On My Prada Shoes , artist - The Number Twelve Looks Like You with translation
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The Number Twelve Looks Like You
Cringing at the sight, flawless face dragged
Eyelids ruptured with twisted nails
I giggled, kissing my fingers
Type C and saliva bubbling
Kissing my fingers
Find an easier way dying
Before you get murdered
Find an easier way dying
Before you get murdered
Type C and saliva bubbling
Kissing my fingers
The floor boards will never hold the same finish
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