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Well, sweet sinner, are you here again?

With puppy dog eyes, as if awaiting my judgment.

I'm flattered that you want another lap,

But I'm not a toy, I'm your personal affliction.

You're falling lower than my heel,

Please don't whine—you're fueling my sound.

I see the shivers running across my skin,

Do you want me? Well, come on... maybe.

So burn me better, baby, stronger than before,

'Cause your pain isn't enough for me—I want your hope.

With every breath, every cry, you grow closer to me,

But don't believe I'll save you—I tear apart those who love below me.

Burn me better, darling, burn me bright,

Fall into the abyss if you want—I'll give you a night.

Did you think I'd be kinder at night? Well, spoiler alert: I'm worse than any of your fairies.

I love it when you cry, but look at the stage,

As if I'm your personal demon queen.

Crooked desires are your new trend,

I fulfill them—mortal, you're my client.

I dance for those long doomed,

But damn, you sound especially delicious in my tone.

So burn me better, baby, harder than before,

'Cause your pain isn't enough for me—I want your hope.

With every breath, every scream, you grow closer to me,

But don't believe I'll save you—I tear apart those who love below.

Burn me better, darling, burn me bright,

I'll destroy your dawn and give you one bad night.

Admit it, you'd sell yourself out,

Just so I could say "yes" once.

You want to save yourself—well, the choice is limited:

With me you burn, but without me—there's darkness.

So burn me better, baby, harder than before,

I'll take your desires and break them like tenderness.

You're getting lower, closer, quieter—as if created to sing in time with me,

But remember: in this dance, I love to lose... contact.

Burn me better, darling... burn tonight—

I'm your demon, your devilish delight.