| Sometimes my life whirls around
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| The knowledge
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| That somehow it seems I’m lost
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| Inside a maze
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| When i was seven, i needed someone
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| Someone who’d understand
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| Then at eleven, nothing could stop me I was already lost!
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| Evil and wild, he is When you look into my eyes
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| Devil’s own child, watch out!
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| You know they don’t tell no lies
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| You know i’ve got a meanstreak
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| And you know that nothing can
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| Stop me now
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| Wild at heart! |
| nothing can stop me And now it’s too late, too late
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| To turn around
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| I have no hope to make it through alive
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| I’m not worth it, unholy messiah
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| I’ve played the game too well
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| Now that i see it, unworthy of pity
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| I have to pay the cost
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| Evil and wild, he is When you look into my eyes
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| Devil’s own child, watch out!
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| You know they don’t tell no lies
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| You know i’ve got a meanstreak
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| And you know that nothing can
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| Stop me now
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| Wild at heart!
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| Soon it’s over
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| You know i’ve got a meanstreak
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| And you know that nothing can
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| Stop me now
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| Wild at heart! |
| nothing can stop me |