Grade Zero - My Little Dark Angel
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My little dark angel

Weird as a hell

I never get through all the stories you tell

With blood on the lips

With love on a rise

I think that we pay an affordable price



My little dark angel

Pretty as a hell

I never will play all the games you excel

With bruises on hands

With love on a rise

I think that we won the affordable prize



My little dark angel

Endless as a hell

I'll never forget all the words that you yell

With blood on the lips

With smiles in your cries

When someone will sink in your eyes



My little dark angel

Brutal as a hell

I never will try to knock the ghost in the shell

With drops on your breast

With pain in your laugh

I think we will pay enough