It would be so much easier
If you just flayed me alive
It would be so much easier
If your jovial manner was contrived
It would be so much easier
If you’d left me alone to die;
To forget.
Why, oh why,
Do I crave your forbidden fire?
It would be so much easier
If you just flayed me alive
It would be so much easier
If your jovial manner was contrived
It would be so much easier
If you’d left me alone to die;
To forget.
Why, oh why,
Do I crave your forbidden fire?