Fangela
Look at me
All is yours till the morning comes
Fangela
Look and see
Feast your eyes on a winded world
On first impression
And he barely made a dent
He had an appearance
Of a talking fog
And then the fog
You can even realize your bloodless lips
You've gotta move
You've gotta move
Fangela
Look at me
All is yours till the morning comes
Fangela
Look and see
Feast your eyes on a winded world
You thought you saw a funny shadow on the wall
With colored eyes and a hissing sound
That's just the devil come to petrify your soul
You've gotta move
You've gotta move
You've gotta move!
Fangela
Look at me
All is yours till the morning comes
Fangela
Look and see
Feast your eyes on a winded world

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