The smiling ones with wide eyes, holding bouquets?
They'll crucify you, softly sweep you away
Surrounded by the goons with good things to say?
Jinxing, abusing every move that you make
Evil Eye
Stand and testify
I wish to recognize this alien 'fore she taints my life with fire
She
She is the ill at ease
A vicious deity, a connoisseur of non-conformity
She lends a hand when millions quietly protest
A price to pay when you are tasting success
Preys on the ready and the not quite yet
Retreating when you fully fail and regress
This is why
I'm so tongue tied
Sick and terrified of this absurd creation, Tell no lie
She
She puts the ill at ease
A vicious deity, a connoisseur of non-conformity
But when your time comes, that's when, your time is up again my friends
Youâ??re better off to face, than run, you'll live to tell the tale again