She's possessed by the devil

The bitch doesn't have a soul

She needs fuel from the source of light

She doesn't have her own

She's consumed

She's consumed

She's a portal to the underworld

And if you want to fuck with her

Then you'll be leaving under earth

She's the devil in a costume

A Satan in a bad place

She says she wants to help you

But can't even help herself

She's stalking in the corridor

A next to murder horror show

The whore who stole your husband;

But she leave a pretty note

She's tasteless, she's tasteless

She's wasteful, she's hateful

She's evil

She's bleeding you dry at every angle

Needing you for your ways

She's crazy

Leading you astray

She's the face of the dark days;

The devil in magistrate

Hey;

I've been

Having a hard time lately

Find I

Can't

Transmute this

Skip this track

or mute this

music is black

I feel useless

Demons seem to attack

Where the booth is

Speaking of toothless,

I'm lit fuses

past two muses

Oops

Nothing is new

Just confused it

Oh well

Turn off my bluetooth;

Now i'm in a few spins

Dinner is legumes

and the blues

I get consumed

When the u hits

Fuck it

Too many matches for the

Mystical

Rich and famous is

Just the beginning

Too many of us struggle with the nothing and the lovelessness

But listen

Guess it just gets better

With every hit record

Till you make no record

But you're still a whole legend: sensation

Couldn't finish the new one

(For the record)

Cause I hate him

{Enter The Multiverse}

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