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| He bought me with a devil’s kiss, so glamorous
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| I sold my soul for all those things that slip from my hold
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| Madness and black magic, riding the line between the edge and the abyss
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| And as I fell I knew, I’d lost control
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| How could I see, a demented cherub waiting for me
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| The dirty arrows speed, contracting this disease
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| How could I see dirty arrows, through my skin like a needle
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| How could I see dirty arrows, through my skin like a needle
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| How could I believe, in a weapon so evil
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| How could I flee dirty arrows, they made a cripple of me
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| He welcomed me so tenderly, with open arms
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| And as he struck, he said he’d keep me safe from harm
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| Led me to the gutter, and now I’m down nothing else really matters |
| My heart is gone, my body swinging on and on
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| How could I see dirty arrows, through my skin like a needle
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| How could I see dirty arrows, through my skin like a needle
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| How could I believe, in a weapon so evil
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| How could I flee dirty arrows, they made a cripple of me |