Bringing Out the Bad
God damn boy All The Way you Make me feel
You bring out the worst in me that I got to admit I kind of like the evilness that comes out of me whenever you're near to me my dear
I've never been much of a sinner but God damn you got to wait about you that has me on a one-way trip to hell
I know now what they mean when they say being bad feels so good because God dammit my soul I did not stop to the devil over no I sold my soul to you and for that I got in a trinity of a second twisted love between a girl that's me and a boy that's you.
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