| Everyday I’m faced with these options
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| Do I try to find peace in the world of grief, or do I lose it and go off and
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| get to popping
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| Do I let them see the beast, if I take him off the leash, I’m afraid that I
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| won’t be able to stop him
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| And it’s often, the voices in my head they keep talking
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| Demons and angels are going back and forth swapping
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| And plus I got the devil at the front door knocking
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| Telling me to let him in
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| Yet again, he is meddlin'
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| If I let him in my head again, I will never win
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| Seein' red again, even worse than its ever been
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| It’ll never end If I let him settle in
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| Then he said again
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| «I can be a better friend
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| I can bring the cheddar in, I’m the evil veteran
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| With my teeth I’m severin, all the people that offend
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| I can see you need relief, and I can be the medicine»
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| Fuck you
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| Even when I was little people have always told me, showed me I can’t trust you
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| But then again I can’t trust people either, so I guess you can kick if
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| wickedness is what I’m up to
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| Cause I’d love to indulge in the darkness, get heartless if somebody try to
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| cross me
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| But I don’t wanna get lost in it
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| So I hope the situation doesn’t end up getting costly
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| Choice (Choice)
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| Should I listen to this voice (Voice)
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| I’m trying to make the right choice (Choice)
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| Should I listen to this voice (Voice)
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| My enemies ain’t even on my level, fuck em, I ain’t even really gotta kill em
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| (Kill em)
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| My enemies ain’t even on my level, fuck em, I ain’t even really gotta kill em
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| (Kill em)
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| My enemies ain’t even on my level, fuck em, I ain’t even really gotta kill em
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| (Kill em)
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| My enemies ain’t even on my level, devil tell me do I really gotta kill em?
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| (You gotta kill em)
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| Straight kickin' it
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| Sittin' here with the devil and we’re drinking while I’m thinking is he really
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| so iniquitous
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| Is Satan is really what they portray him to be as the embodiment of wickedness
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| Y’all know how the system is
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| The media will twist shit like licorice
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| And what if the beginning was no different
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| Then the Devil said
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| «Look, just stop and listen
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| I came here to give you a proposition
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| Kickin' it is cool but it’s not my mission
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| You deserve more and I’ve got a vision
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| I knew you in the womb like an obstetrician
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| When you didn’t even have a pot to piss in
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| Now you’re killing off all of the competition
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| Soon you will crush all the opposition»
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| Then the devil kept talkin'
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| To me, tellin' me that if I turn him down then he would never quit stalkin'
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| Me because he knew that I was perfect for the plan
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| As a person who can stand through the hell I get often
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| He told me he could remedy all the struggles that I go through we’d produce
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| synergy
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| Together that’s when he said to me
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| That even though I don’t need to, he’d kill my enemies
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| Choice (Choice)
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| Should I listen to this voice (Voice)
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| I’m trying to make the right choice (Choice)
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| Should I listen to this voice (Voice)
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| My enemies ain’t even on my level, fuck em, I ain’t even really gotta kill em
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| (Kill em)
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| My enemies ain’t even on my level, fuck em, I ain’t even really gotta kill em
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| (Kill em)
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| My enemies ain’t even on my level, fuck em, I ain’t even really gotta kill em
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| (Kill em)
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| My enemies ain’t even on my level, devil tell me do I really gotta kill em?
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| (You gotta kill em)
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| The shit’s not new to me
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| All my life the devil’s been trying to get my soul
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| Telling me what he can do for me
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| But he says he isn’t on that, all he wants to do is offer me an opportunity
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| But will it lead to lunacy?
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| He saying that it’ll work out beautifully
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| With a grin and I can sin with impunity
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| Said he’s looking for a new devil that can roam the earth
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| With a backbone that he’s known from birth
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| I might feel alone at first
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| I may be grown to curse in due time I will own the turf
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| I can steadily Kennedy all my enemies
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| Dead it be unregrettably, better flee where the devil be
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| What he said is he’d be giving me anonymity
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| When I be on a killing spree, mentally I could never see
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| How the shit could be true
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| He said he would see to giving me terms we could agree to
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| An offer I couldn’t refuse and maybe would lead to
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| Some devilish deeds together we’d do
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| Deep down I really know better
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| And I shoulda cut him off when I heard his voice
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| Could it be cause I’m a go-getter
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| And now the devil’s telling me I need to make a choice (Choice, choice, choice)
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| My enemies ain’t even on my level, fuck em, I ain’t even really gotta kill em
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| (Kill em)
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| My enemies ain’t even on my level, fuck em, I ain’t even really gotta kill em
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| (Kill em)
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| My enemies ain’t even on my level, fuck em, I ain’t even really gotta kill em
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| (Kill em)
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| My enemies ain’t even on my level, devil tell me do I really gotta kill em?
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| (You gotta kill em) |