It was a cold night in December
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With a strange rain falling down
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And I was helpless, I was lonesome
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And crazy
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And looking for a way out
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That’s when The Devil came to me
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And I fell into his arms
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This is as much as I remember
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When he gently spoke to me
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I was such a wasted number
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Like a dead one in a dream
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The night The Devil came to me
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And I fell into his arms
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Let the streets I’m walking on fill up with shadows
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I would wear this heart
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With an open wound
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And I would walk upon the earth
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With no hope or sorrow / Alone...
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By the last day of December
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There was nothing left of me
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Just a pale looking shadow
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Of the man I used to be
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The night The Devil came to me
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And I fell into his arms
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Let the streets I’m walking on fill up with shadows
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I would wear this heart
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With an open wound
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I would walk upon the earth
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With no hope or sorrow
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Alone...
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The night the devil came to me
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| Drugstore |
