Hey baby
Now good luck in my arms
The power is deceiving
But evil has it's charms
But hell ain't a line of gold
When you feel you're untouched
That's better than living
Just don't give in too much
I've been a cast away
I've been on my knees
I've been a runaway
Hiding from disease
I feign no open book
Just blindly planting seeds
Running with demons
You can hear them in the breeze
And she says,
Can't do this on my own
Do this on my own
Evil develops
Unformed beauty stops
Hatred is buoyant
It floats above the cross
The ending is nearing
In a form we all will feel
Hoping she's out there
Fitting for next ??
Can't do this on my own
Do this on my own
L.A.
Is such a getaway
L.A.
It's such a getaway