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They said go to God,
he will forgive every sin that you have done and wash the thoughts in my mind till I have none,
but I'm not that dumb,
Still put my hands up and fold them,
I only got one prayer, but it's not for him.
Because the demon walks over the water,
through the fire to the door,
I leave open
because I hoped you might come back for more.
The demon walked me to the shrine where the devil was standing in your form on the border,
and He asked,
"What's the problem?"
I felt like going down, going slow to motherland.
I was handcuffed with a better view,
Got whispered death threats in my ear,
Just for a minute I heard your voice and made love right in front of you,
Give it to me slow then wash away
I come in waves.
Can't breathe for a moment,
I'm even on my knees,
I drew the seven cups card,
but it was the devil playing with me all along.
He killed me, washed my body in a bathtub full of blood,
but he saved me from another break in the back of my heart.

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