The World We Knew - Death Dealer

Secrets Don't Make Friends

I think it's time to hang up my halo and wings
Because I'm certainly no angel anymore
Something so radical has come over my body
Quietly I sit here thinking of my sins, but I'll never reveal these secrets
Prey and hunt
I'll never reveal my secrets
So lets live in this misery together
Too bad this guilt is always going to burn oh so fucking deep
This double edged sword has stabbed me in the back one too many times
But the cheap thrill and ecstasy is worth every single second
Best part is, I know you're exactly the same way
I don't think that I'll ever come clean

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Writer(s): Frank Fanelli
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