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Normal is not at all what I love I stray from repetition, it's the crazy lady that I dream of that gives sexy a definition. So keep your modern girl next door for that would be just fine, just remember when you spot my crazy girl to stay the fuck away from mine. I don't force a normal site, for societies personal gain, when you see my girl you know she ain't right as the fight swims right through her veins . The crazy thing to think about is the evil that dwells within , for each full moon it's a date with doom when she takes me to hell again . The fire burns down in the core as madness takes control, the craziness excites me like never before and I'm ready to trade my soul. Their must be a demon locked in a cage that wants to go to hell , yet her madness seeks his demonic rage for the crazy she wears so well. Give me a face to adore and a heart that's made of stone , the fire in her eyes when the demon comes alive and the craziness is shown . You can keep your Barbi and models the same as that's just not for me , I live for the madness no one can tame so give the crazy bitch to me .
Written by Chris D Franklin
My feelings are twisted , so tangled inside My pride has insisted, force a smile and lie. No skills to cope , no release from this madness, instead I hang a rope to try to relieve some sadness. Like a bomb exploded and shredded my core , yet my times been devoted to figure out what for. The years of pain bottled up and ignored, locked away in vain now out to settle the score . I keep a smile where it matters like society has taught, yet the pain inside scatters and it takes all I got. My soul has been wilted and my hearts still broken , the scale has been tilted through the evil I've spoken . Balance has shifted and good has faded , the devil has drifted as my life's been degraded. Good vs evil is a thing of the past , for the devil's dirty deeds turn a heart black fast. Dead and empty and accepting my fate , the devil did tempt me and I took the damn bate. The seed was planted from deep within , now the evils like a drug and I need it again , I can't seem to focus as my head starts to spin , I reach for my drug and then shrug with a grin , this evils like a slug through the hearts of all men , as you grasp the demons soul and go below to his den , now your twisted and torn and reborn in your sin . Washed up and worn and now you morn your own end. The darkness is calling as the pleasure proceeds you , drawling you closer to the demon that leads you . Say goodbye to your life the way that you need to . Cause when the devil grabs ahold hell take your soul and defeat you . Written by Chris D Franklin