my best friend
the devil he rides inside of my pocket laughing at me he won't let me be he asks me for homage i cut him no deals why can't you see? he's following me and he says.. where is it that you think you're going to? what is it that you think you're going to do? no, there is no place on this earth for you, with me be your side no, you can't hide the devil he rides inside of my pocket plotting my end he's at it again I ask him no suffering he cuts me no deals why can't you see? he whispers to me and he says... where is it that you think you're going to? what is it that you think you're going to do? no, there is no place on this earth for you, with me be your side no, you can't hide
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