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She Could Be Satan, For All I Know
Ferry
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Little angel
Is this not what you had imagined
The world to be like outside of the gutter
Laughter still somehow alive in your eyes
Little angel
Let me get you on the same page, I'll
Let you on this little secret of mine
Much has lately got right out of my hand, ooh
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Really, I don't get why you keep looking at me like
I am the evil one here
It may come as shocking, but
The root to all these problems isn't in me, my dear
Oh believe me, I would know
So, so
Why don't we have some fun?
And when a thousand needles are piercing your mind
And the memories cutting through
Just like a thousand knives, ahh
Cast off this pretty disguise
It is time to show the world a heart made of ice
It really hurts, does it not, to remember
You've seen it all before, so now
Let it all crash and burn, ahh
Holy child, split at the core
Raise the underworld as well
The eight circles of hell
Little angel
With a knife, she enters the stage and
Rage is the only thing I see in her eyes
No way she's going to get out of this one
Little angel
There are things that you cannot change now
Somehow love seems to be the real problem
For him and you, but know
I am watching, ooh
Still, I just don't get why you keep looking at me like
I am the evil one here
It may as come as shocking, but
The root to all these problems isn't in me, my dear
Oh believe me, I would know
So, so
So when a thousand needles are piercing your mind
And the memories are cutting through
Just like a thousand knives, ahh
Cast off this pretty disguise
It is time to show the world a heart made of ice
It really hurts, does it not, to remember
You've seen it all before, so now
Let it all crash and burn, ahh
Holy child, split at the core
Raise the underworld as well
The eight circles of hell
ย
So when a thousand needles are piercing your mind
And the memories cutting through
Just like a thousand knives, ahh
Cast off this pretty disguise
It is time to show the world a heart made of ice
It really hurts, does it not, to remember
You've seen it all before, so now
Let it all crash and burn, ahh
Holy child, split at the core
Raise the underworld as well
The eight circles of hell
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