Heads Will Roll
You treat me like an angel.
But you have the intentions of the devil.
I'm too lost in your eyes, I didn't even notice your disguise.
Your touch puts me in heaven, but I'm falling to sheól.
The last thing I want to see is my head roll.
You tell me not to worry because as long as I'm with you, everything will be alright.
But all I can feel is tears and low light.
You are so close to me yet too far to see.
Our love is tied, but the hope has died
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