Devil from the drain pipe

by Eliza   Oct 8, 2005

Satan's design, I've obtained your diseases,
Watch me with your curious soul,
Tear my heart up and show me the pieces.

Confusion, illusion, my life seems to revolve around,
my state of mind, look into my stain glass eyes,
catch me before i hit the ground.

The way you act is dangerous, your fire is hard to resist,
but I've got everything I need right here,
clenched together in my fist.


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