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In Flames Evil In A Closet

light that shines But my ground's shaking and I might fall I wish that I could say... I wish I could be your evil in a closet

light that shines But my ground's shaking and I might fall I wish that I could say... I wish I could be your evil in a closet

your light that shines But my ground's shaking and I might fall I wish that I could say... I wish I could be your evil in a closet

your light that shines but my ground's shaking and I might fall I wish that I could say... I wish I could be your evil in a closet

the man who fails to plan really plans to fail For real flows, they close and do stunts 'Cause all they want is the wit of your ignorance To bury a

deep inside the solitary mind Of a madman who screams in the dark, evil lurks, enemies See me flee, activate my hate, let it break, to the flame, set

murda your clique, hit 'em again and again with a bottle of Hen off the rict. we murdered them quick/ Twist them up like a pretzel, wit a automatic weapons

later we all gotta die Since I was no bigger than a weevil they've been saying I was evil That if, "bad" was a boot that I'd fit it That I'm a wicked

Once my lover, now my friend What a cruel thing to pretend What a cunning way to condescend Once my lover, and now my friend Oh, you creep up like the