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femme fatale (w/ JohnFeddeler)
within the dark and restless night
you hear the hushed whispers
of the coldest tale ever told.
somewhere along this winding path
a passerby lost his only soul
to a woman so cold
heartless...
she was beautiful. beautiful for any joker that could
afford it. she could dance a man to heaven, make him weak,
crazy, then love him, hard & dirty, straight into hell.
she ripped out his guts & stole his soul, & still he begged her to stay. but when the sparkle faded & the last
firecracker popped, she was gone - she was just gone.
without a soul, without a heart
he roams the putrid back alleys. a vagrant ghost.
you hear the hushed whispers
of the coldest tale ever told.
somewhere along this winding path
a passerby lost his only soul
to a woman so cold
heartless...
she was beautiful. beautiful for any joker that could
afford it. she could dance a man to heaven, make him weak,
crazy, then love him, hard & dirty, straight into hell.
she ripped out his guts & stole his soul, & still he begged her to stay. but when the sparkle faded & the last
firecracker popped, she was gone - she was just gone.
without a soul, without a heart
he roams the putrid back alleys. a vagrant ghost.
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