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Devil

sometimes I feel the fire is dead
than I find someone talking shit
it ignites my core
reawakening the rebel in me
got my new shades on
think I might fly closer to the sun
don't think if you try me
I won't return to my former glory
come at me, I'm a wolf
fangs out, ready to pounce

this world will kick you down
a fact I know much about
so I choose to fight
every false accusation
a shpening of the knife
for the next confrontation
I have no sympathy or mercy
calling me a devil
like I give a shit
but really I want peace
if only people would let me be

speaking in tongues
I don't need fist to hurt someone
my greatest strength is my wit
so run, run, run, away
you're much too inexperienced
you haven't yet learned
about life's little disasters
keep pushing your luck
I'll show you the ropes
making you wish
you had never been born
Written by DevilsChild
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