God, she's the devil before me
She wears the form of an angel
She's the messiah of suffering
She turned her back on the downside
Back
Oh, God, she's trying to get me back
Oh, God, she's trying to get me to, she's trying to get me back
Her presence here makes you obsolete
How can you stare?
Her presence here makes you obsolete
How can you stare so blankly when you see
\"Oh, God, she's trying to get me to back\"?
I've got two choices before me
Her eyes are glaring and callous
I wish it wasn't so simple
To give it all to the moment
Her presence here makes you obsolete
How can you stare so blankly when you see
\"Oh, God, she's trying to get me back\"?
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