Song | Black Lace |
Artist | Magica |
Album | Lightseeker |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
And a curse has fallen on my head | |
To balance all the sins that I have done | |
It really doesn’t matter how many tears I’ve shed | |
If you see that dress you know you’d better run | |
Feel the sorrow in my heart | |
It tears me apart | |
Even though it’s not my will | |
You cannot hide from my embrace | |
Escape my black lace | |
So get ready for the kill | |
The lace will lure all men into my arms | |
A thing that I enjoy, I must confess | |
But in the end they die, so tells the charm | |
On every full moon I have to wear that dress | |
Feel the sorrow in my heart | |
It tears me apart | |
Even though it’s not my will | |
You cannot hide from my embrace | |
Escape my black lace | |
So get ready for the kill |
And a curse has fallen on my head | |
To balance all the sins that I have done | |
It really doesn' t matter how many tears I' ve shed | |
If you see that dress you know you' d better run | |
Feel the sorrow in my heart | |
It tears me apart | |
Even though it' s not my will | |
You cannot hide from my embrace | |
Escape my black lace | |
So get ready for the kill | |
The lace will lure all men into my arms | |
A thing that I enjoy, I must confess | |
But in the end they die, so tells the charm | |
On every full moon I have to wear that dress | |
Feel the sorrow in my heart | |
It tears me apart | |
Even though it' s not my will | |
You cannot hide from my embrace | |
Escape my black lace | |
So get ready for the kill |
And a curse has fallen on my head | |
To balance all the sins that I have done | |
It really doesn' t matter how many tears I' ve shed | |
If you see that dress you know you' d better run | |
Feel the sorrow in my heart | |
It tears me apart | |
Even though it' s not my will | |
You cannot hide from my embrace | |
Escape my black lace | |
So get ready for the kill | |
The lace will lure all men into my arms | |
A thing that I enjoy, I must confess | |
But in the end they die, so tells the charm | |
On every full moon I have to wear that dress | |
Feel the sorrow in my heart | |
It tears me apart | |
Even though it' s not my will | |
You cannot hide from my embrace | |
Escape my black lace | |
So get ready for the kill |