She Could Be Satan, For All I Know

Lyrics

[Verse 1] Little angel Is this not what you had imagined The world to be like outside of the gutter Laughter still somehow alive in your eyes Little angel Let me get you on the same page, I'll Let you on this little secret of mine, too Much has lately got right out of hand Ooh [Build up] Really I can't get why you keep looking at me like I am the evil one here It may come as shocking, but The root of all these problems isn't in me, my dear Oh believe me, I would know So, so Why don't we have some fun? [Chorus] And when a thousand needles are piercing your mind And the memories are cutting through Just like a thousand knives Ahh Cast off this pretty disguise It is time to show the world a heart made of ice It really hurts, does it not, to remember You've seen it all before, so now Let it all crash and burn Ahh Holy child, split at the core Raise the underworld as well The eight circles of hell [Verse 2] Little angel With a knife she enters the stage and Rage is the only thing I see in her eyes No way she's going to get out of this one Little angel There are things that you cannot change now Somehow, love seems to be the real problem For him, and for you, but know I am watching Ooh [Build up] Really I can't get why you keep looking at me like I am the evil one here It may come as shocking, but The root of all these problems isn't in me, my dear Oh believe me, I would know So, so [Chorus] So when a thousand needles are piercing your mind And the memories are cutting through Just like a thousand knives Ahh Cast off this pretty disguise It is time to show the world a heart made of ice It really hurts, does it not, to remember You've seen it all before, so now Let it all crash and burn Aah Holy child, split at the core Raise the underworld as well The eight circles of hell So when a thousand needles are piercing your mind And the memories are cutting through Just like a thousand knives Ahh Cast off this pretty disguise It is time to show the world a heart made of ice It really hurts, does it not, to remember You've seen it all before, so now Let it all crash and burn Aah Holy child, split at the core Raise the underworld as well The eight circles of hell