| LYRICS |
| Demon |
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I'm the big, bad witch the four seasonal bitch you crawl in your pathetic apathy you drown in your rehearsed familiarity |
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I'll dry your tears I'll erase your fears I'll rename all these missing years |
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you're the devil that sucks my disease I can be your demon with the greatest of ease Come on |
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stumbling through their drifts they've got a used needle for your trip you can pay him back with a little slip of the dick |
| Demon...Devil...Demon...Devil! |
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