Calypso - DEADLY BLESSING (feat. sabrina ault) paroles de chanson
Calypso DEADLY BLESSING (feat. sabrina ault)

DEADLY BLESSING (feat. sabrina ault)

Calypso


paroles de chanson DEADLY BLESSING (feat. sabrina ault) - Calypso




Inspecting where you shouldn't
Her privacy is ruined
Looking for the devil's mark
To see if something evil is brewing
Take the imperfections
That make her individual
And spin them into something
Make her out to be a criminal
Inspecting where you shouldn't
Her privacy is ruined
Looking for the devil's mark
To see if something evil is brewing
Take the imperfections
That make her individual
And spin them into something
Make her out to be a criminal
You would make it worse
Claim a petty curse
Buy a pretty hearse
Preach another verse
You would make it worse
It's crawling on your skin
Bubbling from within
Nothing behind your beady eyes
Just a husk of something living
Much to your surprise,
She isn't where you thought she was
Match your beady eyes
With the matchbook that you brought
Because
It's crawling on your skin
Bubbling from within
See the devil's mark
And your matchbook stark
As the fire's burning at your shins
Inspecting where you shouldn't
Her privacy is ruined
Looking for the devil's mark
To see if something evil is brewing
Take the imperfections
That make her individual
And spin them into something
Make her out to be a criminal
You would make it worse
So blind to the false prophecy
That you believe
Your daughter is a stranger
A devil on the rise
Been craving your attention
But not the kind you're giving
And she can't even ask you why
(Inspecting where you shouldn't
Her privacy is ruined
Imperfections, individual)
Spin her into a criminal
Do you find joy
In treating her like a toy
Listen little boy, you will be destroyed
And when you're gone, we'll rejoice
Do you find joy
In treating her like a toy
Listen little boy, you will be destroyed
And when you're gone, we'll rejoice
Do you find joy
In treating her like a toy
Listen little boy, you will be destroyed
And when you're gone, we'll rejoice
Do you find joy
In treating her like a toy
Listen little boy, you will be destroyed
And when you're gone, we'll rejoice
Do you find joy
In treating her like a toy
Listen little boy, you will be destroyed
And when you're gone, we'll rejoice
Do you find joy
In treating her like a toy
Listen little boy, you will be destroyed
And when you're gone, we'll rejoice
I didn't see anything



Writer(s): Gordon Conner, Sabrina Ault


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