The devil you choose.

[Wa****]

The day your heart grows tired of people who wear the face of angels,

come find a devil like me.

But remember one thing.

There is no softness in me.

No tenderness.

No gentle love.

I give orders.

I break.

I inflict ***.

I ruin.

I humiliate.

I’m the kind of man people should hate.

Yet somehow,

I’m the addiction they can never walk away from.