How come what's wrong with you Darling faces are some we found Let's do what devils do Hiding in shadows, no-ones around Why can't I torture you Giving pain you take it away The little things you do Simply I love your evil ways Your ways Your ways Your ways
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
This time it follows you Nothings left, your dead on the ground How can I covet you Give you hell and you can't be found My soul infested you Blackened thoughts they run through your head The little things you do Simply I wish you were dead Were dead Were dead Were dead
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
[Prey for me!] I think I owe you an apology [Prey for me!] Somehow you bring the violence out in me [Prey for me!] I'm just a shell of what I used to be Passion is sometimes a fucked up thing for me
Goodbye, So long! Wish I could stay but everything is all wrong
Goodbye, So long! Wish I could stay but everything is all wrong
Everything is all WRONG!
TOO! WRONG! WRONG! TOO! WRONG!
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
[Prey for me!] I think I owe you an apology [Prey for me!] Somehow you bring the violence out in me [Prey for 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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Compositor: KornPublicado em 2013ECAD verificado fonograma #5963691 em 12/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM