white devil کے بول

I'm walking in the room I’ve been here before I, I think I see, there’s a form It seems to reflect, there’s a power, it’s missing Out in the corner, I can see See you staring at me baby See you staring at me I’ve been here before I wonder why we were sent here Hands off, he is mine Hands off, he is mine I have been confused for a long time Devil, he is white I've got a white devil, he is white It seems profound, but that it's quiet It was, becomes, it thinks We have a fire Out in the corner, I go what I see See you staring at me baby, staring at me Out in the corner, you like to stare at me Out in the corner Hands off Hands off Hands off Hands off Hands off He is mine White devil White devil White devil