Lirieke: The Catch. Jet Black Sweetheart.

Shes got a heart of stone
And a soul of hell
Shes like a beast within
She glitters when shy
Deadly poison lips
She never cries

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Because shes beautifull
Her looks could kill
I guess she could find black in white
Shel always be the one you want
Shes beautiful

Jet black nails
On her finger tips
Dressed in latex
Got it on her hips
Perfect figure
Where id love to linger

Hatred loves her
Why I wonder

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Shes yet so dark
Still got a firey spark
I guess your eyes could burnbut
I guess il get the blame again (again)
Loves a gamblers game
To me its just all the same

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