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Knockin on hells door

This morning Satan knocked on my door
I recognized the sound of his bangin since before
I said to myself I dont wanna open no more
But I knew if I didn't I would die
If I didnt my mind would come crushing down on me and that's the only reason I can find why
So I let him in and he asked me where I was tonight
He said I usually come by around 10:30 to get my refills
But you wasn't there but I dont care cause you still got that smack right?
He smiled and held up a stack of bills
My first impulse was to cut his head off like Adebisi
But I knew if I did hed lock me up in Em City and never release me
Cause thats what the fallen angel does, keeps setting me up to think I'm fighting
But for every punch I throw I get struck by lighting
For every time I try to run away from the demons crawling up my mind I fall harder and deeper into the pits of fire in my own penitentiary
And every time I think Im a fool to think I was ever gonna break free
So instead I just looked him right in the eye and asked him what Id done to deserve this
He said you aint done nothing to deserve this you just can't cope with the world
If I was younger maybe I woulda cried like a little girl
My stomach woulda turned until I cold hurl
But now I say fuck it as I look into the depths of hell cause I already know its just me against the world
Cause no tears come out of my eyes no more
Cause the devil and I crossed paths so many times before
But damn, I gotta learn to lock my door
Written by livingontheroad
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