Every Beauty Needs a Beast 2
He is in every sense a beast
Callous, without compassion
Without feelings or sense of decency
Without a thought for a second
His sarcasm spews out as running water
As lava erupted
But every beauty needs a beast
I refuse to believe it
And will not subject myself to it
Such man as lion
Ready to rip me to pieces
No, every beauty needs a beast
For going to him
Is like the taming of the shrew
And I am no intelligent lord
So to fire up my spirit
Then every beauty needs a beast
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