| This feeling, you make me feel, It's not fake, It's really real. It's tingly, Night's no sleep. Butterflies, I wish to keep. I think of you, As you think of me. You stole my heart, Then swallowed the key. If love's a game, I think I've won. Let the rain, Run off the sun. I found the gold, At the end of the rainbow. You got me: im sold Like a river: we flow I'm your angel, In disguise. With a devils tail, And peircing eyes. I take your dreams, And make them hell. That's why you call me, ~your twisted angel~ |