| She knows the mystery
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| Of masks and of veils
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| She bestows ecstasy
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| In the torture that she sells
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| She’ll bind you, blind you, make you plead
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| For love and mercy on your hands and knees
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| She’ll make you scream and beg for more
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| She’ll put the pain inside you that you adore
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| Evangeline, Evangeline
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| Kiss the spike of a Louis fifteen
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| Evangeline, Evangeline
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| Bow down and worship the whiplash queen, Evangeline
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| She’s versed and practised well
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| In the art of discipline
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| She’s cursed as a Jezebel
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| God damn Eve and the original sin
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| It’s such a thin line between heaven and hell
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| But she walks it fine and she’s knows it well
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| She’ll make you feel more than you’ve ever known
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| She’ll make you show more than you’ve ever shown
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| Evangeline, Evangeline
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| Kiss the spike of a Louis fifteen
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| Evangeline, Evangeline
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| Bow down and worship the whiplash queen, Evangeline
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| Bow down before me on your hands and knees
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| Take the pain you deserve and I will release
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| You will surrender and you will obey
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| And you will serve in every way
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| Bow down before me, you will believe I will bestow and you will
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| Receive
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| Bow down before me on your hands and knees
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| Take the pain you deserve and I will release
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| Evangeline, Evangeline
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| Kiss the spike of a Louis fifteen
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| Evangeline, Evangeline
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| Bow down and worship the whiplash queen
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| Evangeline, Evangeline
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| Kiss the spike of a Louis fifteen
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| Evangeline, Evangeline
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| Bow down and worship the whiplash queen, Evangeline |