paroles de chanson Evil - Acoustic - 8 Graves

Do my worst
Shoot the moon, stab the sun
Got a curse
On the tip of my tongue
You go first
And I swear that I′ll jump (oh)

Born to kill
Tiny slice of the throat
A new pill
Or the poison you know
Let it spill
And I swear that I'll go (oh)

I feel just fine when the chill runs down my spine
I love the pins and needles
They fall apart when they′re lonely in the dark
But I'm not like other people

I'm e-e-e-e-evil
I′m evil
I′m evil
I'm evil
I′m not like other people
I'm e-e-e-e-evil

Got a gift
Got a ball and a chain
Iron fist
Didn′t rust in the rain
Make a list
And I swear I'll explain (oh)

I feel just fine when the chill runs down my spine
I love the pins and needles
They fall apart when they′re lonely in the dark
But I'm not like other people

I'm e-e-e-e-evil
I′m evil
I′m evil
I'm evil
I′m not like other people
I'm e-e-e-e-evil

I′m evil
I'm evil
I′m evil
I'm not like other people
I'm e-e-e-e-evil