Evil In Me

These eyes he uses to see
He feels everything I touch
Inside, concealed in my mind and my soul
Shouting the virtues of pleasures in life
Wondering what took so long
There he is, suggesting his will over mine
(CHORUS)
I feel like
I feel like a demon is in my head
Who never rests, who never tires
All night, like a fire in the woods
So fascinating, so provocating
There are things I shall never have to miss
With a little help, just a little help
From a friend, right here in my head
The little evil in me
These hands he uses to kill
He slayed the only one I loved
Inside, controlling my moves and my strength
Nobody knew just how fragile I was
Nobody else but him
Up there, concealed in my mind and my soul
(CHORUS)
I feel like
I feel like a demon is in my head
Who never rests, who never tires
All night, like a fire in the woods
So fascinating, so provocating
There are things I shall never have to miss
With a little help, just a little help

The little evil in me
There are things
I shall never
Have to miss
With a little help from a friend
The little, little evil in me
There are things
I shall never
Have to miss
With a little help from a friend
The little, little evil in me
There are things
I shall never
Have to miss
With a little help from a friend (from a friend)
The little, little evil in me
There are things
I shall never
Have to miss
With a little help from a friend
The little, little evil in me
(CHORUS)
I feel like
I feel like a demon is in my head
Who never rests, who never tires
All night, like a fire in the woods
So fascinating, so provocating
There are things I shall never have to miss
With a little help, just a little help
From a friend, right here in my head
The little evil in me
The little evil in me...
The little evil in me...



Credits
Writer(s): Jean-marc Pisapia, Luc Papineau, Jean Pierre Louis Joseph Brie, Guy Pisapia, Guy Florent Abrassart
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