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Jan 2010
You made those nights
Ones of perfection
But now the devil's knocking at my door
And I'm afraid I have to let him in

He makes this place so miserable
When he hangs around
I wish you were back with here with me
So you would kick him out

Get rid of all this sadness
I carry on my back
Save me from when
The panic attacks.

I can't breathe with you gone
I can't smile, can't live
I am all alone
And I need you

Chase this devil out of my life
He brings nothing but misery.
Pink Taylor
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