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I'm not dealing with that devil anymore |
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All I know is that you gave me back my pride |
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But imaginary bottles won't be everywhere |
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You were sent here just to save me |
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To haunt me like before |
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You reached out your hand and saved a man |
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So, go to sleep my weary lady |
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'Cos I'm not dancing with those demons |
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Heaven knows you've done your chore |
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I'm not dealing with that devil anymore |
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Yeah, go to sleep my weary lady |
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I'm not dealing with that devil anymore, yeah |
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I'm not dancing with those demons |
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Then the whiskey took control |
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I'm not dancing with those demons |
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I'm not dealing with that devil anymore |
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You were sent here just to save me |
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You were sent here just to save me |
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You were sent here just to save me |
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Heaven knows you've done your chore |
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I'm not dealing with that devil anymore |
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So, go to sleep my weary lady |
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I'm not dealing with that devil anymore |
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Who strayed about as far as he could slide |
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I'm not dancing with those demons |
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And I'm not dancing with those demons |
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Heaven knows you've done your chore |
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Who else could've sent you but the Lord |
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Heaven knows you've done your chore |
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And you probably came from heaven |
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Yeah, go to sleep my weary lady |
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It don't matter where you came from |
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Left me waltzing with the witches in my mind |
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I'm not dancing with those demons |
