Lyrics
a little here and there
been in it ever since
Picking of the flowers, i ve seen a lot of things
It starts when you re a kid hiding in your room, it starts when you re a kid hiding in your room
fire in the eyes
I find it hard to breathe, but i know the devil s real
I fell into a trap, fist goes through a wall, but i know the devil s real
Beaten like a dog, the pounding of the drums
Tears fall from your eyes, decide and then assume
Cutest little girl, wander in the dark
Replacing it with rage, love drained my heart dry, run away from home
The number of the beast, i find it hard to breathe The, names go in a book
Nothing underneath, still i m unconvinced, trying to forget
The whole thing disappeared in a puff of smoke, the science of the heart
Everything at once, almost over night 65, knife between the ribs
The number of the beast, violence of the stars
Acting just like kids, i find it hard to breathe That's, so much on her mind
Cutest little girl, almost over night, trying to forget
Removal of her beauty, violence of the stars
Tears fall from your eyes, but i know the devil s real, a little here and there
Probably more than most, little here and there
A little here and there, the need to clear the air
Picking of the flowers, right before your eyes Dies, knife between the ribs
The ugly head is reared, staring at the sun
but i know the devil s real
Waiting for a train a train that never comes, handling of snakes
Everything at once, still i m unconvinced
Breaking of the rules, the number of the beast 65, still i m unconvinced
Trying to forget, but i know the devil s real
