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The devil
How many times must I apologize before you learn to accept...
Well I hope and I pray...that you
But I
The devil
I swear to god I
Well I hope and I pray...that you
But I
Oooh, I want you...but I don
I never asked you to be my guide...I never asked you to be my life...
I never asked you to be my bride...I never asked you to be my wife...
But I need you like a drug....I need you like a drug....
I need you like a drug...
But drugs kill...and drugs slay...and I won
So I
Don
Don
The devil
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