| Well, I’ve heard that the Devil’s walking around
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| I sold my soul way down in the dirt
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| But stole it back and forever in debt
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| And for a moment I don’t even care
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| Until I feel his breath at my neck
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| And maybe even you can feel it too
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| He’s on a strike and looking at you
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| Holding onto his words, but baby
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| I saw an angel become the Devil
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| Still they walk pretty good hand in hand
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| Well, baby, I don’t need any of them
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| Heaven nor hell
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| Well, I’ve heard that the morning star of a prince
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| Was invoked on a Monday on Earth
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| I found his business card in the mud
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| And for a moment I don’t even care
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| Until I feel his breath at my neck
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| And maybe even you can feel it too
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| He’s on a strike and looking at you
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| Holding onto his words, but baby
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| I saw an angel become the Devil
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| Still they walk pretty good hand in hand
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| Well, baby, I don’t need any of them
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| Heaven nor hell
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| Evil came down on Earth
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| And it beholds more than you love
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| More than you love
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| Heaven, don’t fall on Earth
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| What you behold is no longer word
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| No longer words
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| Well, I’ve heard that the Devil’s walking around
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| I sold my soul way down in the dirt
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| But stole it back and forever in debt
|
| And for a moment I don’t even care
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| Until I feel his breath at my neck
|
| And maybe even you can feel it too
|
| He’s on a strike and looking at you
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| Holding onto his words, but baby
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| I saw an angel become the Devil
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| Still they walk pretty good hand in hand
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| Well, baby, I don’t need any of them
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| Heaven nor hell |