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xfallenlilangelx - like dillinger lyrics

why are you running out?
why are you running out?
come to me
i dont have a gun

i want to play
i want to play one game with your mind
i don’t need your f+cking green light
nothing stops me from making you a slave to sh+tty situations
i burst into your locked doors
i’m not famous but i’m real
like a gun to your head
like a knife at your neck
i’m toxic like the acetone in your morning coffee
b+tch i’m not normal i’m like paranormal
maybe even a little paranoid
i’m like dillinger, for the f+cking pop fans
public enemy number one
xfallenlilangelx for lovers of wild madness
suicide weekend and sh+t like that

i still make a mess in your head
and lеave without punishment
like your fathеr went for cigarettes
you can misunderstand me or hate me
or think i’m crazy
i am doomed to be misunderstood among the crowd
you expect beautiful songs
but you get spooky tales
from a man disappointed in life
by the man who sold the world

if you are not afraid
look in the mirror and say my name
and i will come to your call
i’m like a ghost in your castle
i scream h+llo
from the dark corner of your dungeon

i scream on the other side of life

i take a knife and go hang out
why are you running out?
why are you running out?
come to me
i dont have a gun

- xfallenlilangelx lyrics

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