my words confuse you, my eyes don't move or blink, 'cause it's eaiser sometimes, not to be sincere, somehow i make you beleive, beleive... when i speak i cross my fingers, will you know you've been deceived, i find the need to be a demon, a demon cannot be hurt... honest is easy, fiction is where genious lies, 'cause it's easier sometimes not to be involved, somehow i make you beleive, beleive... when i speak i cross my fingers, will you know you've been deceived, i find the need to be the demon, a demon cannot be hurt... when i speak i cross my fingers, will you know you've been deceived, i find the need to be a demon, a demon cannot be hurt... when i speak i cross my fingers, will you know you've been deceived, i find the need to be a demon, a demon cannot be hurt...