Mock-Up (Demo)

Secondary, secondary self for myself A devil doll, a close call, somebody else And your luck, your love, your luck You're just a weekend friend and it's time that you're frightened of I get scared that I'm dying, under voodoo spells? Start believing in hell Secondary, secondary self for myself A sick part, a dead heart, somebody else Your past time, your past life, your past time Live on remote control from her shots And left you just skin and bones All I еver, all I I get fainting spells Hеaring things I'll never tell anybody else I'm not shooting, I'm not shooting, I'm not playing I'm here waiting, on anybody Well I guess, well I guess I'm not playing Monodrama, it's just me It's just me, it's just me It's your luck and your love And your luck, your love And your luck, your love Your luck, your love