Think I’m proud to be your enemy
Take your hands off of me
You’re worse than the thing that possessed me
They way they were
The way they should have been
Annalisa
Annalisa was 15 years
Stole her soul
But I hear no tears
Ever been alone
And heard the voice
Not your own
I’ve seen those fears
Annalisa
Somehow you used ignorance for sense
Melodrama in your eyes
All concern rests with the dead
Annalisa
Annalisa had no escape
Starved to death in a waiting room
Cheap concern and rosary beads
Did not solve screaming needs
Annalisa
Annalisa
Annalisa was 15 years
Stole her soul
But I hear no tears
Ever been alone
And heard the voice
Not your own
I’ve seen those fears
Annalisa
Annalisa
Think I’m proud to be your enemy
Take your hands off of me
You’re worse than the thing that possessed me
They way they were
The way they should have been
Annalisa
Somehow you used ignorance for sense
Melodrama in your eyes
All concern rests with the dead
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