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Devil's Food
Get ready for the lady,
She's gonna be a treat.
Simmer slightly 'til ready,
Make her soft too, make her sweet.
I kiss the tears off from your chest,
I felt the poison fright
That's in your breath
I knew your precious life
And I know your death.
I squeeze the love out of your soul,
All the perfect love
That's in your soul,
You're just another spirit on parole.
Devil's Food.....
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