Hidden Desire
On the outside she’s totally calm,
In her head it’s not the same
A little mystery in her eyes,
Held up by the devil’s disguise
Black hair,
Linen and lace
Always trying to win the race
When she smiles the whole world stops
When she’s angry you better run like hell,
Where you go it doesn’t matter,
Your death will end with a giant splatter
On the outside she’s totally calm,
On the inside it’s not the same
A twisted look in her eyes,
Hidden desire,
Hunger in her eyes
The witching hour,
Nothing will ever be the same
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