Of Evil / For Evil

Johnson



So it’s given, I love you still

All the way back through

Different circumstances kiss winter’s chill

And I could tell that you are someone of some evil mind, evil mind.



Fast approaching from Convict Hill

All the way back home

I’ll be wearing my old natured guilt

And I could tell, I could tell, I could tell that you are someone of some evil mind, evil mind, evil mind, evil mind.



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