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Devil Presley Winds of september
stupid modus operandi
don't ya see you're blamin' all on me
you think you have all the time,
while im burning & so my life
there's a year i'm seein' red
i throw my anger in the bed
my heart turns into a stone
won't fit nothing on my soul
every fuckin thing you do
give me shit & you'll have too
seems youll never realize
there's damage right inside