| I thought I saw the devil this morning
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| Looking in the mirror
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| Drop of rum on my tongue with a warning
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| To help me see myself clearer
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| I never meant to start a fire
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| I never meant to make you bleed
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| I’ll be a better man today
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| I’ll be good, I’ll be good
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| And I’ll love the world like I should
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| I’ll be good, I’ll be good
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| For all of the times that I never could
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| My past has tasted bitter for years now so I wield an iron fist
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| Grace is just weakness, or so I’ve been told
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| I’ve been cold, I’ve been merciless
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| But the blood on my hands scares me to death
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| Maybe I’m waking up today
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| I’ll be good, I’ll be good
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| And I’ll love the world like I should
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| I’ll be good, I’ll be good
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| (I'll be good, I’ll be good)
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| For all of the light that I shut out
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| For all of the innocent things that I doubt
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| For all of the bruises I’ve caused and the tears
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| For all of the things that I’ve done
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| All these years, no, yeah
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| For all of the sparks that I stomped out
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| For all of the perfect things that I doubt
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| I’ll be good, I’ll be good
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| And I’ll love the world like I should yeah
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| I’ll be good, I’ll be good
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| For all of the times I never could
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| For all of the times I never could |