| How come what’s wrong with you,
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| Darling faces are some we found,
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| Let’s do what devils do,
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| Hiding in shadows, no-ones around,
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| Why can’t I torture you,
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| Giving pain you take it away,
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| The little things you do,
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| Simply I love your evil ways,
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| Your ways! |
| — (X3)
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| Prey for me,
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| I think I owe you an apology,
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| Somehow you bring the violence out in me,
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| I’m just a shell of what I used to be,
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| Passion is sometimes a fucked up thing for me.
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| This time it follows you
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| Nothings left, your dead on the ground,
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| How can I covet you,
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| Give you hell and you can’t be found,
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| My soul infested you,
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| Blackened thoughts they run through your head,
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| The little things you do,
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| Simply I wish you were dead,
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| Were dead! |
| — (X3)
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| Prey for me,
|
| I think I owe you an apology,
|
| Somehow you bring the violence out in me,
|
| I’m just a shell of what I used to be,
|
| Passion is sometimes a fucked up thing for me.
|
| I think I owe you an apology,
|
| Somehow you bring the violence out in me,
|
| I’m just a shell of what I used to be,
|
| Passion is sometimes a fucked up thing for me,
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| Goodbye, So long,
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| Wish I could stay but everything is all wrong (X2)
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| Everything is all,
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| WRONG!
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| TOO! |
| WRONG! |
| WRONG! |
| TOO! |
| WRONG!
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| Prey for me,
|
| I think I owe you an apology,
|
| Somehow you bring the violence out in me,
|
| I’m just a shell of what I used to be,
|
| Passion is sometimes a fucked up thing for me,
|
| I think I owe you an apology,
|
| Somehow you bring the violence out in me,
|
| I’m just a shell of what I used to be,
|
| Passion is sometimes a fucked up thing for me. |