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Apr 2018
(SONG LYRICS)

I was making my way down old London town

The cities lights were like a sirens cry

I knew I wouldn’t be making it home to my bedside

And I could hear fate calling out my name

But lord knows, fate, well she’s got a darker side

I stumbled down a street and my feet dragged me into a room

And as the fog cleared

There he stood

Oh I fell in love with the devil at a bar

And he won me over cause he sure knows how to charm

Oh I fell in love with the devil at a bar

And he stole my heart with nothing but a wink of those eyes

I’ve dated demons before

But this guy was hell in human form

And **** he played his game so well

He poured liquor down my throat

Tied strings right through my skin

From that moment on I would only ever dance for him

He was a puppeteer a master of the craft

A true magician of the dark arts

And I was his doll

I was his to do as he pleased

Oh how willingly I just handed myself over to him because

I fell in love with the devil at a bar

And he won me over cause he sure knows how to charm

Oh I fell in love with the devil at a bar

And he stole my heart with nothing but a wink of those eyes

I’ve dated demons before

But this guy was hell in human form

And **** he played his game so well

A few years went by and I had managed to escape

But oh how he left me scarred inside

All spells wear off and I was lucky enough to fall out of his grasp

Before I ended up dead

And as I made my way back down old London town

I was greeted with such a familiar sound

I heard fate calling for me

And as the fog cleared guess who I could see

Oh I may have fell in love with the devil at a bar

He may have won me over because he sure know how to charm

Oh I know I fell in love with the devil at a bar

And he stole my heart with nothing but a wink of those eyes

I’ve dated demons before

But this guy was hell in a human form

And oh how he thought he played his games so well

As he tried to lure me in again and tie me to his strings again

I did what I should’ve done years ago

I did what any moral person should

I pulled out my gun and asked him

‘Hey baby, what’s good’
I wrote this after a long day of listening to Fiona Apple/ Paloma Faith and the Chicago soundtrack lol :) read it with a sort of jazzy musical tune in ya head plz
emmie cosgrove
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emmie cosgrove  20/Gender Fluid/London
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