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