Vārdi: Fright (The). Born To Be Dead. Heart & Soul.

Eyes, I see what you feel
Skin, Adorned with scars

?Cause when she?s all alone
She keeps her razorblade romance
?Cause her heart is hard like stone
Her soul is cold and everything bleeds

?Lil? girls heart & soul
She is so hard and cold
No one gets her love
Cause in the dead of night
She plays the game of lust with pride
And no one gets her love

Legs, painted with bruises
And her wings, broken like her dreams

?Cause when she?s in company
She?s a lust asylum
And her heart becomes hard like stone
Her soul becomes cold and everything bleeds

?Lil? girls heart & soul
She is so hard and cold
No one gets her love
Cause in the dead of night
She plays the game of lust with pride
And no one gets her love

Girl, she took the gun
Girl, salvation was done
And still she?s lying on the velvet ground
Tears are dried, her soul is unbound