Pretty girl, mock me
Show me a smile
Burn your dress, I could care less
you've fallen out of style
Pretty girl, touch me
Seduce me, reduce me
Bring me to me knees,
make it easy to misuse me
The havoc you wreak is calculated
The weapons you seek are calibrated
The title you hold is celebrated
as your entourage has indicated
Pretty girl, cut me
Taunt me, haunt me
Dance me to my grave
by pretending that you want me
I lose my queen and you gain a pawn
with a crocodile's smile you plastered on
Cities unclean hide in mist at dawn
and in shadow, they nurture the demon spawn
Discord
Light Style