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Devil
Each night when I lay down
The devil comes to me
Promising in return for my soul
That he will set me free
He steals the bits and pieces
I take off my shoulders when I rest
Changing my thoughts from good to bad
Until I’m drowning in distress
No matter what I fucking do
I can never win
The dark half inside of me
Is not happy without sin
I’ve been running for so long
I have left most of me behind
Dropping the things that slow me down
In search of someone kind
All that I have now
Are the seeds of my qualities
Searching for a place to plant
The things I want to be
These landscapes are always changing
From dark to light and back
It’s not the best idea at night
To cut myself some slack
While others sit around happily
And wile their days away
I can be right next to them
Not speaking because I’m afraid
I know what it’s like to be different
I know what it’s like to be bad
My greatest wish is to be good enough
Even if it makes me mad
I’ve stopped running and I feel the wind
All my edges catch the breeze
If I cannot smooth them out
My mind will never be free
The devil comes to me
Promising in return for my soul
That he will set me free
He steals the bits and pieces
I take off my shoulders when I rest
Changing my thoughts from good to bad
Until I’m drowning in distress
No matter what I fucking do
I can never win
The dark half inside of me
Is not happy without sin
I’ve been running for so long
I have left most of me behind
Dropping the things that slow me down
In search of someone kind
All that I have now
Are the seeds of my qualities
Searching for a place to plant
The things I want to be
These landscapes are always changing
From dark to light and back
It’s not the best idea at night
To cut myself some slack
While others sit around happily
And wile their days away
I can be right next to them
Not speaking because I’m afraid
I know what it’s like to be different
I know what it’s like to be bad
My greatest wish is to be good enough
Even if it makes me mad
I’ve stopped running and I feel the wind
All my edges catch the breeze
If I cannot smooth them out
My mind will never be free
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