She was a beauty, with a heart of stone I got addicted to her, and then she just disappeared. But here she is again, with no mercy for me. It’s like I’m her prisoner, never to be free of her. I chock on my words around, still has the same affect. This beauty is a danger, that everyone should run from. She’s not someone you want to screw over. Run... run while you can, because if she sees you, you’ll never be free