Oh this demon was in disguise
She was made of all these lies
And I thought she was sweet
Then on our first meet
I realized she was planning her demise
Yeah she sidled up and laced up her words
And sweetly poisened me with her standards
And I knew that I would never meet them
I could barley begin to brush the hem
It was then I had to approach her
But she was supposed to be my best friend
Until I finally realized that this might be the end
Jan 10, 2013
Jan 10, 2013 at 10:27 PM UTC
Oh this demon was in disguise
She was made of all these lies
And I thought she was sweet
Then on our first meet
I realized she was planning her demise
Yeah she sidled up and laced up her words
And sweetly poisened me with her standards
And I knew that I would never meet them
I could barley begin to brush the hem
It was then I had to approach her
But she was supposed to be my best friend
Until I finally realized that this might be the end
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