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Songteksten
Not again, not again, not again, not again
Why did God make glass
To be shattered, to hold, and to cut?
Your crooked cross covers your eyes
Forgot my name
Forgot where I came from
I died getting here
Make me gold, I'm waiting
(Call me "The Dark Angel")
Don't touch me, don't trust me, please keep your hands away from
(Please don't scare) away from, away from, away from me
(Call me "The Dark Angel")
Don't touch me, don't trust me, please keep your hands away from
(Please don't scare) away from, away from, away from me
I'd like to have a word with you
I'd like to have my way with you
I'd like to have a word with you
I'd like to have my way with you
I'd like to have a word with you
I'd like to have my way with you
I'd like to have a word with you
I'd like to have my way with you
(Call me "The Dark Angel")
Don't touch me, don't trust me, please keep your hands away from
(Please don't scare) away from, away from, away from me
(Call me "The Dark Angel")
Don't touch me, don't trust me, please keep your hands away from
(Please don't scare) away from, away from, away from me
Please don't scare
I'd like to have a word with you
I'd like to have a word with you
I'd like to have a word with you
I'd like to have a word with you
I'd like to have a word with you
I'd like to have a word with you
I'd like to have a word with you
I'd like to have a word with you
I'd like to have my way with you
I'd like to take my time with you
I'd like to lose my mind with you
I'd like to share my knife with you, you
Don't scare, don't scare
Don't scare, don't scare
Don't scare, don't scare
Don't
Written by: Daniel Stillman

