Lend me your essence, you lonely soul
And in return, I shall lend you my ear
Pour out your perceived sadness to me
And I shall pretend to care
Why worry, oh, downtrodden one?
You need a shoulder to cry on
Use mine, but for a price
Of course there is a price to pay, you fool
Did you really expect sympathy from the devil?
Your soul for my support – you need someone so bad, don’t you?
Don’t hesitate – I’m all you’ve got
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