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Back on my Devil Shit

when I was young I was a hellion
looked down on by the world
I had no problem with anarchy
until I found love
and that was all that mattered
straight laced for her sake
holding her extra tight tonight
for tomorrow
I�m back on my devil shit

as I unbury my guns
all I can think of is peace
what the fuck is peace
for a person like me?
should of know they�d never let me be
see, I�m different
thought I could run away
but those demons keep lurking
at every corner
calling for the Devil

dressed in my suit and tie
checking myself in the mirror
before going outside
as the skies turn red
and soon the streets with blood
all I can think of is happiness
why can�t I have my happily ever after?
always in my business
always in my fucking business
as if to beg for damnation