You can't kill my heart, it's dead Oh don't try to guess my name It's way more than trick or treat I'm from hell no damn picnic
They say evil leads nowhere But see there it got me here I bet you can fall for me Just as easy as pretty please
I must fight you with me the strengths of hundred thousand gods I'm afraid if I look at you I might turn to stone
Look straight in my eyes We cannot linger this black september I'm tired of lusting cause of you
We can not prevail come down November, December I'm telling you now We cannot continue this charade no So much to loose, nothing to win Unless, unless we're both cut So they lived ever happily But that's not written for me Kings and Queens should always be Like the fairytales we read
Its ironic how forbidden fruit Always grows in knowledge trees Just a bite won't hurt a bit We will share like lions will
I must fight you with the strengths of hundred thousand gods Oh Sometimes when you loose, you win I'm afraid if I look at you I might turn to stone
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The cut is so deep It feels like a winter always grows inside of me My lips are dry shut But yet your soft kiss bitterly liberating me My hands are so cold I can't wait until you will be holding them again The cut is so deep It's feeding my hunger for your skin against my skin I can't let you go
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Monday always starts up with a bang Tuesday always ends up with an accident Waiting for the black September Hope that my body does not dismemberTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
