Yeah!
I hear that dark masked voice that I thought I only dreamt about.
It tells all of my fears to everyone else, and conveys it's wants to me, (PLEASE GET IT OUT)
Black Demon:
"God's not a goldmine, God's on the inside,
selling everybody on the frontlines out.
Did you think your were rightside in, maybe inside out?
Reaching for, the gun, to load and pursuade you, to stay..."
(BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG!)
The thoughts in your head taking hold,
and all the knots are tied too tight to hold!
(Are you sold?)
Do we have to make a deal? Let me know!?
(Are you sold?)
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Did, you forget, I'm your friend? (I'm your counterpart in all of this!)
("Isn't there something you're forgetting?")
You owe me your life for thinking that I would take this from you!
(YEAH!)
Black Demon:
"God's not a goldmine, God's on the inside,
selling everybody on the frontlines out.
Did you think your were rightside in, maybe inside out?
Reaching for, the gun, to load and pursuade you, to stay..."
(BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG!)
the thoughts in your head taking hold,
and all the knots are tied too tight to hold!
(Are you sold?)
Do we have to make a deal? Let me know!?
(Are you sold?)
Bang! Bang! Bang!
MURDER
Explanations turn to expectations turn to explorations.
This is torture, thinking I would hold her, but I think it's over.
MURDER
