Emily and Fiona Transylvania

In Berlin She kept her tin which all her hopes and dreams were in She plans to run away with him forever (Never to be seen again) Leaves a note and starts to choke, Can feel the lump that s in her throat It s raining and she leaves her coat in silence We re sorry but we disagree The boy is vermin Can t you see We ll drown his sins in misery Rip him out of history People marching to the drums Everybody s having fun to the sound of love Ugly is the world we re on If I m right then prove me wrong I m stunne