i'm dying with the devil.
Dying with the devil himself.
why me?
why me?
i want to hold on.
Why me?
Why me?
i want to be your one and only...
cause i'm dying with the devil himself.
show me through your doorway.
take me to our world.
show me i can love you without a word.
One step.
now two.
I'm bleeding all over the place.
a single knife.
asingle hope.
show me i can be your love.
I'm dying with the devil the devil himself.
dying with the devil himself.
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