PRIMAL, EVIL WHAT AM I ?

TONGUE-TIED UNTI THE DAY I DIE

THERE'S NO LOVE MADE WITH MERMAIDS

IT'S JUST DISTRACTION OR SO THEY SAY



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BUT I'M TOO TIRED TO CARE ABOUT IT

CAN'T YOU SEE IT IN MY FACE, MY FACE

WHEN I FEEL THIS STRANGE CAN I GO THROUGH THIS AGAIN



IT'S A SORRY STATE YOU'RE GETTTING IN

THE SAME EXCUSE IS WEARING THIN

THERE'S NO SELF CONTROL LEFT IN ME

WHAT WAS NOT WILL NEVER BE



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