Secondary, secondary self for myself
A devil doll, a close call, somebody else
And your luck, your love, your luck
You're just a weekend friend and it's time that you're frightened of
I get scared that I'm dying, under voodoo spells?
Start believing in hell

Secondary, secondary self for myself
A sick part, a dead heart, somebody else
Your past time, your past life, your past time
Live on remote control from her shots
And left you just skin and bones

All I еver, all I
I get fainting spells
Hеaring things I'll never tell anybody else
I'm not shooting, I'm not shooting, I'm not playing
I'm here waiting, on anybody
Well I guess, well I guess I'm not playing
Monodrama, it's just me
It's just me, it's just me

It's your luck, your love
Your luck, your love
Your luck, your love
Your luck, your love