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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