| My Lucifer is lonely
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| Standing there, killing time
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| Can't commit to anything but a crime
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| Peter's on vacation, an open invitation
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| Animals, evidence
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| Pearly gates look more like a picket fence
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| Once you get inside 'em
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| Got friends but can't invite them
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| Hills burn in California
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| My turn to ignore ya
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| Don't say I didn't warn ya
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| All the good girls go to hell
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| 'Cause even God herself has enemies
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| And once the water starts to rise
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| And Heaven's out of sight
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| She'll want the Devil on her team
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| My Lucifer is lonely
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| Look at you needing me
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| You know I'm not your friend without some greenery
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| Walk in wearing fetters
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| Peter should know better
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| Your cover up is caving in
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| Man is such a fool
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| Why are we saving him?
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| Poisoning themselves now
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| Begging for our help, wow!
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| Hills burn in California
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| My turn to ignore ya
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| Don't say I didn't warn ya
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| All the good girls go to hell
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| 'Cause even God herself has enemies
|
| And once the water starts to rise
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| And Heaven's out of sight
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| She'll want the Devil on her team
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| My Lucifer is lonely
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| There's nothing left to save now
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| My God is gonna owe me
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| There's nothing left to save now |