Ana Egge — Evil

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Lee aims a gun at Johnny’s head
Says you might as well be dead, dead, dead
Your blood on the floor
Your footsteps still warm

With a racing heart he walks away
And he begins to pray, pray, pray
That no one will know
He won’t let it show

Evil simple as a rose
Evil by any other name
Evil simple as a rose

A woman passes and he smiles
And he follows her for miles and miles
Little does she know
What her future holds