Well is it plain as day,
I don't know what to say.
Your forked tongue keeps sticking me to the floor.
I'll keep on trying my dear
If it's what you wanna hear.
Will there be a point when you don't want no more.
Well it's easy you see
To get away from me.
You just turn your back and slowly walk away.
I'd say 'fuck off' my dear.'
If it's what you wanna hear,
Why can't you just get the hell straight out of here.
Face your fears they're prettier than they look.
Those fallen angel's won't give back what thy took.
So get down on your damn knees and pray.
Swear to God that you won't give a fuck one day.
Your so sick and tired
Of the things they do.
Your so sick and tired
Of what it does to you.
Don't hide inside the bottle.
Don't read that sad book.
Face your fears they're prettier than they look.
Face your fears they're prettier than they look.
Those fallen angel's won't give back what the took.
So get down on your damn knees and pray.
Swear to God that you won't give a good damn fuck one day.
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