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A place in the fire angels of hell |
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The boss is waiting my knock |
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His body is lying, a second to come |
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And he knew, |
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I'm the one |
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God's angel's eyes are now watching my back |
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Saying that god can forgive me |
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I rather walk the dirt and feel the heat |
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Forever banded, and pulverizing your door step |
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I welcome you angels and devils on earth, to have a look a my soul |
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Well what you seeking is under control |
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Memphis calling me home |
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God's angel's eyes are now watching my back |
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Saying god can forgive me |
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I rather walk the dirt and feel the heat |
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Forever banded, and pulverizing your door step |
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Dear angels, dear |
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Satan you're losing this game again |
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Presley has taken me home |
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Dear angels, dear |
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Satan you're losing this game again |
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Presley has taken me home |
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Seeking the truth for yourself and behold all the pride and honor |
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Justice, whatever they call it a poem |
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Do it all on your own |
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God's angel's eyes are now watching my back |
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Saying god can forgive me |
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I rather walk the dirt and feel the heat |
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Forever banded, and pulverizing your door step |
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Dear angels, dear |
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Satan you're losing this game again |
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Presley has taken me home |
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Dear angels, dear |
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Satan you're losing this game again |
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Presley has taken me home |
