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[Some things, no matter how right they feel, are not as they appear] Sink your identity Fuse with a heavenly body Lose your heart And make a god in her image Sink into oblivion Friends, your love I have forgotten Mend your hearts And make a god in her image and mine Is this what you call ecstacy? Child your paradise is foolish Feel your heart break and bleed As she steals it Think of an alternative Friend a soulmate isn't worth your soul Free your heart Exorcise the devil from your life Caught between the devil and her deep blue eyes Friend foolish, beauty wise, in a fools paradise From Letras Mania