Original lyrics

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Would you blame me if I asked for one last dance? Would you tell me I'm a fool to want nothing but a little rest? Before true love comes to take away All of my possessions except the rage A scarlett mark on my skin That makes me feel the world surroundin' me Like the day I died in Paris The day I died in Paris The day I died in Paris Is the day I was born again And I feel less lonely every time a stranger caresses my Cheek I feel more human when their warm tongues lick away my Sins And I become less innocent When they plant the seeds of hope in my head On the floors of dirty bathrooms I grew roses just to cut their petals Like the day I died in Paris The day I died in Paris The day I died in Paris Is the day I was born again The day I died in Paris The day I died in Paris The day I died in Paris Is the day I was born again My tears will water the gardens of love Like summer rain or meltin' snow From the rottin' bodies of the men I loved Those beautiful flowers of evil shall grow My tears will water the gardens of love Like summer rain or meltin' snow From the rottin' bodies of the men I loved Those beautiful flowers of evil shall grow