Текст песни
I
made
a
deal
with
a
dark
little
angel
Gave
me
fortune
for
my
soul
Welcome
to
my
twisted
fantasy
This
is
what
I
call
my
home
A
hole
never-ending
Listen
to
my
wicked
tone
The
darkness
surrounding
I
could
feel
it
take
control
I
know
it's
not
smart,
and
now
it's
bad
enough
that
I'm
a
punk
with
a
twisted
brain
I'll
die
a
rock
star
like
Marilyn
Monroe
I'm
feelin'
bad
for
the
damage
when
the
deed
is
done
It's
close,
I
taste
it
I'm
ready
to
take
over
I
get
impatient
A
sickness
I
can't
control
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