Cheaters
F***ing to the rhythm
of compulsive lying
But not giving a s***
‘cause we know we’re all dying
Corruption of love
all temptation and sin
Condemnation to Hell
only makes her grin
Romancing your mind
making your heart pound
The guilt sleeps in your brain
not making a sound
Just the purr of her body
draws your attention
Then you are fully addicted
to her bad intentions
She knows what she does
and she’s f***in’ good at it too
Just watch yourself crumble
her next victim is you
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