This truly is
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the Devil's crayon
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tracing your shoulderblades
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aglow like rayon
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this truly is the Devil's crayon
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that all his children can use to draw
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and we are so many tiny pieces
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We are so many tiny pieces
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This truly is
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the Devil's answer
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carved from the tongue
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of this romancer
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this truly is the Devil's answer
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that all his children use to kiss
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and we are so many clambering hands
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We are so many clambering hands
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the way you say her name
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I want mine said the same, devil
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devildevildevil
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the way you say her name I want mine said the same
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devil
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This truly is
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the Devil's shoulder
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your arm draped around
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ten times over
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this truly is the Devil's shoulder
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that all his children will use to throw their loads, their loads on you
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to throw their loads on you
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And we are so much moulded dough
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We are so much moulded dough
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Used to throw their loads on you
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Used to throw
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The Devil's Crayon
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Wild Beasts |