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There must have been a light in your eyes |
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That you didn't see the devil in me |
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When he was right there inside, in my low company |
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That I never made an effort to hide or to get him behind |
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That the surface don't quake when you see me in the grip of the vice |
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That the earth doesn't shake shouldn't come as the biggest surprise |
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Seeing blind love loans a clever disguise |
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Another day in the dirt |
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Make you wonder will it ever come clean |
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Well, I'm not a machine but if we're gonna bury the hurt |
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Take your pick and your shovel and lean to the task sister, lean |
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Oh, how long will I go on about it though it profits me none? |
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But the day that I cease from my labor then the devil has won |
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Until that day I won't be holding my tongue |
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(What I wanted to say) |
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Is if the two of us, me and the devil, both can live in my skin |
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And I can keep a close eye on him, then you know that the devil won't win |
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As long as I keep on the light side of sin |
