My words abuse you.
My eyes don’t move a blink.
Cause it’s easier sometimes not to be sincere,
Somehow I make you believe.
Believe.
When I speak I cross my fingers,
Will you know you’ve been deceived?
I find the need to be the demon,
A demon cannot be hurt.
Honest is easy.
Fiction is where genius lies.
Cause it’s easier sometimes not to be involved,
Somehow i make you believe.
Believe.
When i speak i cross my fingers.
Will you know you’ve been deceived?
I find a need to be the demon,
A demon cannot be hurt.