How come what's wrong with you Darling faces are some we found Let's do what devils do Hiding in shadows, no-ones around Why can't I torture you Giving pain you take it away The little things you do Simply I love your evil ways Your ways, your ways, your ways Prey for me, I think I owe you an apology Somehow you bring the violence out in me I'm just a shell of what I used to be Passion is sometimes a fucked up thing for me This time it follows you Nothings left, your dead on the ground How can I covet you Give you hell and you can't be found My soul infested you Blackened thoughts they run through your head The little things you do Simply I wish you were dead Were dead, were dead, were dead Prey for me I think I owe you an apology Somehow you bring the violence out in me I'm just a shell of what I used to be Passion is sometimes a fucked up thing for me (Prey for me) I think I owe you an apology, (Prey for me) somehow you bring the violence out in me, (Prey for me) I'm just a shell of what I used to be Passion is sometimes a fucked up thing for me Goodbye, so long Wish I could stay but everything is all wrong Goodbye, so long Wish I could stay but everything is all wrong Everything is all wrong Too! wrong! wrong! too! wrong! Prey for me I think I owe you an apology Somehow you bring the violence out in me I'm just a shell of what I used to be Passion is sometimes a fucked up thing for me (Prey for me) I think I owe you an apology, (Prey for me) somehow you bring the violence out in me (Prey for me) I'm just a shell of what I used to be Passion is sometimes a fucked up thing for me