Bedevil

Devils and fools made me their queen of the swords and
I had courage and chutzpah to say you're my lyrics donor.
You got the room to grow
I was stuck in the haunted hall.
The ghosts gave you the cues to go

Meet me in your room.
Who am I to embrace it?
I'll bedevil you.
I'll be here like you mean it.

Good friends have said
one's head is more, than a hat rack.
Talks got dulcet.
Hellhounds keep creeping on my back.
Pockets full of sunshine,
but it gets darker in this mess.
Just look what's burning in my chest.

Your hand's on my breast.
Pounding heart lets me down.
Carve my name on desks
in erasable pens now.

The bruises got so sad.
Got me crying a rivers.
I'll bedevil you.
Break my heart like a sliver.
You've got magic touch,
but I'm storming as Walid.
I'm your punishment
for the crime you never did.

The moment Heaven rised to divide.
The sword of Damocles just fell
over on her, if she's dead or alive
and there's nobody who could tell.

I said
I'm sick
not in the sense of the soiree.
You smell like sweat,
cinnamon and licorice.
You were safe and sound but, oh, look underneath the veil.
I'd never knock the wind out of your sails.

I said so the talk is cheap.
Break all these smoke detectors.
I'll bedevil you.
Are you prey or predator?
Cold hands that you held.
Zeitnot feels like the parachute.
Shun my cry for help,
then just render my tender mute.

Science that we both knew.
Your eyes bright as new penny.
I'll bedevil you.
I'm your favorite devil.

Write it on your heart,
tear my joints apart.
If I could I'd never be devil.

I can promise you,
but can you promise, that you'll be holding hand of mine.
Till I wave goodbye to my spirit.

I'm just mannequin.
Melting plastic in your eyes.
Best eyes that I've seen
made these old habits agonize.


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