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I have been sleeping with the devil

I have been to the other side,

In the way he takes his hand in mine

In the way he brushes the hair from my eyes,

And my devil he licks

At the right of my face

As he pins me to the bed

And I forget my name.

I have been sleeping with the devil,

I have tasted the flames of his hell

In the way that he smirks as he feeds me a lie

In the way that he rips the sun from my sky

And my devil he bites

At the bottom of my mouth

As he looks at me like I'm nothing

But another victim south...