The Devil Herself

Song: The Devil Herself

Album: Big Villain

Artist: Big Villain

Written by Toussaint Morrison

Released November 29, 2011

ref: http://bigvillain.bandcamp.com/track/the-devil-herself

Let me guess why you came here- to paint it red again

To rewrite the plight just so you can say you claimed the end

To kill it one more time just to raise the dead

Well go on missy, take your steps

‘Cos I’ve seen every single one of’em choreographed from here to hell

And I’ll have nothin’ inbetween, so save the questions for yourself

Would ya like to rehash the havoc we built so well

Or prove we can still catch fire in a cold swell

Cold hell, and she still smiles at me

I smile back and let her think it’ll die happily

History flashes fast as it all crashes

Not past the fact her fangs flash every time she laughs

Ma, nobody asked what’s your flavor

Matter’a fact I’m past it, and I don’t even care why you came here

But tell me who’s your savior now, after you start you fires

And the tears won’t put’em out, and the flames get higher until ya…

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Pick up the phone when ya can’t put the pride down

To say everything you didn’t when I was around

This would’ve worked last year, but not now

Not tomorrow and not tonight

Not tonight, not tonight

Spendin’ this time will cost your life

Cost your life, cost your life

Until next time, goodnight

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Although we go together like alcohol and caffeine

Don’t step into this knife fight actin’ like you can’t bleed

Your dramatizations rival the cast of Glee

And I’m better off blindfolded, no brakes, bikin’ against the stampede

Coulda swore we took both wheels off this ordeal

So how you still manage to leave a trail of torn shields

Shit- it’s beyond me. You put crazy to shame

Keepin’ a tally, sayin’ that this shit ain’t a game as ya…

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It went 1 text, 2 text, 3 text, 4

5am and my cell phone’s full

6, week 7, week 8, week 9

The more things change, the more they stay same in time

10 days past, no call and no word

Strange how all of a sudden you’re so sure

Just when you think it’s all said and done

The phone’s buzzin’ and we’re back at one

But seriously, who the fuck you think I am?

Your ex-man turned best girlfriend

Here we go, another homicide, no trace

Getting’ your Lily Rush on, catchin’ another Cold Case

But nothin’ died here detective, so save the bullshit

I got things to do and a mixtape to pay the full rent

Venues to max out before the late night antics

And a path that’ll trace across the atlas, as you still…

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