There once was a girl who had a curl
Right there in the middle of her forehead
When she was good, she was real good
When she was bad, she was horrid
Her lips crimson red
Eyes full of life
But closer to death than you would expect
Her kiss of deceit
Thief of my breath
I can't resist
The pain is ecstatic
Bewitched by her spell
Her beauty traps me
Her soft skin has turned to scales
Her tongue turning forked
Shadows surrounding her soul
Yet she still has the presence of an angel
There once was a girl who had a curl
Right there in the middle of her forehead
When she was good, she was real good
When she was bad, she was horrid
She beckons for my flesh
But do I give in?
How is pure evil something I've always wanted?
She bares her sharpened teeth
Aiming for my neck
Am I face to face
Face to face with the devil?
Bewitched by her spell
Her beauty traps me
Her soft skin has turned to scales
She spreads her blackened wings
As she finishes me
Yet she still has the presence of an angel
There once was a girl who had a curl
Right there in the middle of her forehead
When she was good, she was real good
When she was bad, she was horrid
Blood of the Oak - Horrid Lyrics
Blood of the Oak - Horrid Lyrics
We currently do not have these lyrics.
If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.
We currently do not have these lyrics.
If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.
There once was a girl who had a curl
Right there in the middle of her forehead
When she was good, she was real good
When she was bad, she was horrid
Her lips crimson red
Eyes full of life
But closer to death than you would expect
Her kiss of deceit
Thief of my breath
I can't resist
The pain is ecstatic
Bewitched by her spell
Her beauty traps me
Her soft skin has turned to scales
Her tongue turning forked
Shadows surrounding her soul
Yet she still has the presence of an angel
There once was a girl who had a curl
Right there in the middle of her forehead
When she was good, she was real good
When she was bad, she was horrid
She beckons for my flesh
But do I give in?
How is pure evil something I've always wanted?
She bares her sharpened teeth
Aiming for my neck
Am I face to face
Face to face with the devil?
Bewitched by her spell
Her beauty traps me
Her soft skin has turned to scales
She spreads her blackened wings
As she finishes me
Yet she still has the presence of an angel
There once was a girl who had a curl
Right there in the middle of her forehead
When she was good, she was real good
When she was bad, she was horrid
Right there in the middle of her forehead
When she was good, she was real good
When she was bad, she was horrid
Her lips crimson red
Eyes full of life
But closer to death than you would expect
Her kiss of deceit
Thief of my breath
I can't resist
The pain is ecstatic
Bewitched by her spell
Her beauty traps me
Her soft skin has turned to scales
Her tongue turning forked
Shadows surrounding her soul
Yet she still has the presence of an angel
There once was a girl who had a curl
Right there in the middle of her forehead
When she was good, she was real good
When she was bad, she was horrid
She beckons for my flesh
But do I give in?
How is pure evil something I've always wanted?
She bares her sharpened teeth
Aiming for my neck
Am I face to face
Face to face with the devil?
Bewitched by her spell
Her beauty traps me
Her soft skin has turned to scales
She spreads her blackened wings
As she finishes me
Yet she still has the presence of an angel
There once was a girl who had a curl
Right there in the middle of her forehead
When she was good, she was real good
When she was bad, she was horrid
Writer: Nick Thiel
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid