- cifra
Innocence has no resistance
Against a wicked counselor such as I
You won't make it out
You won't make it out
Shall I lead you to my parlor
Poison offered disguised in just your size
You won't make it out
You won't make it out
You may think me altruistic
Feel my dark hypnosis closing in
You won't make it out
You won't make it out
Then you go cold, cold, as a stare
As if no, none, could compare
But you don't know how close to ensnare
When I control, You will despair
You won't make it out
You won't make it out
Sycophancy solipsistic
Spider plays the fool to lure the fly
You won't make it out
You won't make it out
Then you go cold, cold, as a stare
As if no, none, could compare
But you don't know how close to ensnare
When I control, You will despair
