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The devils smile, the looks that kill
I'll down you like this box of pills
The demons hide beneath your bed
No worse then the ones inside your head
Your crooked smile, your black tooth grin
Go so well with this shot of gin
You leaned in close and then you said
I like being the voice inside your head 
The voice inside your head

One foggy night the cross roads call
Didn't know I had a soul at all
Didn't believe but now I know
It is my soul that I now owe
Wait ten years time and then you'll see
I got hell hounds chasing after me
Is this for real? It's in my head 
Shouldn't've crawled into the devils bed
The devils bed

Ohhhh ohhhh ohhhhh ohhhh
Ohhhh ohhhh ohhhhh ohhhh

The devils smile, the looks that kill
I'll down you like this box of pills
The demons hide beneath your bed
No worse then the ones inside your head
You play these games but all will lose
No one could be the devils muse 
Listen close when you hear it said 
Shouldn't crawl into the devils bed
The devils bed 

Ohhhh ohhhh ohhhhh ohhhh
Ohhhh ohhhh ohhhhh ohhhh

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