| Yea, story goes
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| He went down to the cross roads
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| He sat down, and kept his eyes closed
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| Well, everyone has a price, child
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| And what it cost him
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| Was his soul
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| You think your getting away
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| No escaping the deal you made
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| You walked right into his plan
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| Run as fast as you think you can
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| Back from wherever you came
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| Brought the devil back anyway
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| So now now who do you blame?
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| Should have listened to what I say
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| What I say, what I say, yea
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| I don’t know if I’ll be coming
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| Home again, home again
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| No, I don’t know if I’ll be coming home
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| It’s a long road to hell we have no soul
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| Just when you think your getting away
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| No escaping the deal you made
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| You walked right into his plan
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| Run as fast as you think you can
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| Back from wherever you came
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| Brought back the devil back anyway
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| Oh now now who do you blame?
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| Should have listened to what I say
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| What I say, what I say, yea
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| What’s left to tell ya
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| It’s a long road to hell you have no soul |