You know what?
you're in the wrong
how long, long, long ---
how long are you going to keep up this charade
your own special version of wrong, wrong, wrong parades
You've met your match/ best make friends with sin
you don't know that I always win, win, win
The sun always shines on me even if you don't see
you don't see that angels shine on me
And I know you've done this before
Yeah, before me there were others that were so
very young, young, young ---
Too young to see the dangers of a wolf like you
Yeah, a wolf that made lies seem true
Oh, but I can see through your soul
Yeah, that's what you don't know
I see the wicked flicker in your eyes
I see all of your wicked lies...
Gonna let those angels shine on me
gonna let those angels let you see
let you see that what you're doing is wrong
gonna let them do it for however long, long, long --
however long it takes , takes, takes---
however long it takes to let you know that I belong.
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Act, 17 U.S.C. S512(c)(3), Krisselle S. Cosgrove December 17th, 2015
This could be for anyone that tries to make you feel inferior. It could also be the voices we hear that tell us we're not good enough -- when the truth is - we are. We are all so unique, and beautiful. I appreciate everyone, and humbled by all that I meet.