| Do you feel the pain that’s hurtin' my brains?
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| It’s here again, I’m really insane.
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| She has the power to enter my soul.
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| No one escapes her, I’m losing control!
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| She’s dressed. |
| in black, a real spider.
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| And they call her the queen of desire.
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| I met her at midnight, a smile on her face,
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| a magical ride, so we walked into space,
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| She has that terrible look in her eyes!
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| Cryin' won’t help, she’s driving me wild.
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| She’s dressed. |
| in black, a real spider.
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| And they call her the queen of desire.
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| Please, take a chance on me.
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| What’s the use, I’ll die tomorrow.
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| But today: a last recall of my life;
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| future please, I lean on you!
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| When she comes ready for me,
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| What should I cry for another day?
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| She’s a winner, she’s a killer.
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| No one can deny,
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| and she’s there, taking me high.
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| Please stay with me!
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| Don’t you mess too long with me
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| 'cause our love should die.
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| You see, she only plays a game.
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| In her dreams she enjoyed that I crashed so mean.
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| That girl, God, she just got seventeen!
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| Hey butcher, pray for the hell in my life.
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| What should I care for, 'cause in 24 hours
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| I’m in heaven, in hell:
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| to me a final escape, the end (takin' me high).
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| Please stay with me!
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| Do you feel the pain that’s hurtin' my brains?
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| It’s here again, I’m really insane.
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| She has the power to enter my soul.
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| No one escapes her, I’m losing control!
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| She’s dressed. |
| in black, a real spider.
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| And they call her the queen of desire. |