| I feel a presence comin' on me
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| A strength that overpowers me
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| She’s movin' in oh so quickly
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| On my back, like a snake
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| Is it some strange paranoia?
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| I can’t tell, what do I feel?
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| Is it love or evil that’s inside me?
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| It’s not really evil but, love, I fear I don’t know
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| Is it real what we have
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| 'Cause it’s driving me mad
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| Is it love, or is it evil?
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| Is she taking control
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| Am I losing my soul
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| She’s an angel to hold but, man, she’s evil
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| She may be kin, may be poison
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| But either way I got no choice
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| 'Cause in my bed I’ve got to have her
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| She’s a drug I can’t refuse
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| She’s in my blood, she’s got me sweating
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| I can’t work out how I feel
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| Is it love or evil that’s inside me?
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| It’s not really evil but, love, I fear I don’t know
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| Is it real what we have
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| 'Cause it’s driving me mad
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| Is it love, or is it evil?
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| Is she taking control
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| Am I losing my soul
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| She’s an angel to hold but, man, she’s evil |