maria sudibyo

(280883 / parist van java)

Someone must play the bad part in this world


I will ask you to play
the ghostly slip from your finger away
you know I'm better liar than you
though my body's torn and hell is my pay
it's my instinct to crush all the way

you know I'm the villain
yeah, I can do that part
I'll make you confused
yeah, nobody could predict me

I would not answer your call
I'll tie you wait on the wall
force you till limit, deny what you care
I'll taste your sweat, I'll enjoy your cry
just to doubt I'm no worth living at all

you know I should be mean
yeah, it's running in my wells
I'll tease you to explode
yeah, it's the game I know well

I'll fake soothsayer to chaos the flare
I'm bad but nobody want to change that
you know I'm more cruel than you
hate me to remember my face
I'm the only purpose you should chase

you know someone must be blamed
yeah, for all dirtiness in the world
I'm just voluntary choose to be condemned
yeah, to be the right man for all the wrong place

Submitted: Tuesday, August 04, 2009
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