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Hell

Put out the fire
Put out the blame
You can lie all you want
But I won't be framed

Devil's calling my name
And he's snapping his whip
Saying hurry up you little shit

Every sins a stone
Wheelbarrowed on
And everytime you lie
It just keeps going on

Put out the fire
Put out the blame
You can lie all you want
But I won't be framed

Devil looks at me
And he see's a man
With a look in his eyes
Like
"Maybe he can"

Free us all
And get me out of here
The devil thought
As he looked distraught

He was six foot three
A little taller than me
His staff stood tall glowing fiery

Like his eyes
Red from the flame
You can spread the fire
But don't spread the blame

He was untame and cruel
But he shook in fear
Wondering why God sentenced me here
And he asked me
"Son, why the fuck you here"
I just laughed grinning ear to ear

"Why to free the damned
And end your life
After I had my share of fucking your wife.
Written by AleKsandrovich47
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