You look like an angel.
You're perfect just like me.
You talk like an angel.
You're words sound good to me.
Your body's the perfection.
Your skin is a sin.
To fuck to means to know you.
Your heart is fucking cold...
I don't believe in the words you say.
You are the goddess of lies - stay away from me.
You always try to play tricks on me.
But now you're losing me, you're losing me...
Writer(s): Christian Pohl
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