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Jan 2019
There’s a devil
That sits on my shoulder
It tells me all the things
I should know when I’m older

There’s a devil
In my head
That talks and talks
Saying it wants me dead

There’s a devil
In my heart
Telling me
I was done before the start

There’s a devil
Burrowed in my brain
Taking all my aspirations
And throwing them down the drain

There’s a devil
In my soul
Ripping it up
And swallowing me whole

There's a devil
In my mind
I wish it would leave
So  I could find

A little bit of peace
A little bit of freedom
A little bit of joy
And a little bit of love to give.
dead 80s arcade
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dead 80s arcade  the arcade in town
(the arcade in town)   
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   --- and Rich Hues
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