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| Black Magic Bad Magic Feel my existance Come closer, fear no distance There is one thing that I need Your promise to proceed Sell your soul and I'll bring you power Sell your soul and darkness will rule I t's black magic bad magic. Don't Want You This tempramental side The one you say that you can't hide Do you ever see yourself The way you look to someone else This tempramental trick The one you say you cannot predict You're like an empty cup Forgive me if I don't know what's up I don't get where you're comin' from What is real, what's belong What has stayed, what has gone How long will this thing go on I don't want you to love me. You're like an empty cup But I can't fill you up What planet are you on Not the same one I am from Do I just waste my time You pour your heart on mine You think it screws you up Forgive me if I don't know what's up I don't care what you're trying to say What is wrong, what's okay Beat yourself one more time Trample on this fearless heart of mine I don't want you to love me. |
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