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