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Sep 2013
A grapple at the Gates of Hell
You've got nothin' but your soul to sell
You've made a deal with the Devil
Now you're goin' to Hell

You said I was your angel
It was all a facade
Now say your prayers
And beg your God

You're a Devil worshiper
You give me all of your praise
You're a Child of Sin
And you're caught in a daze

Eyes set to ****
And a mouth that bites
Honey, I'm not here
to start any fights

You said I was your Angel
It was all a facade
Now say your prayers
And beg your God

No where to run...
Except into my arms...
The life..
You knew...
Is done...
Christina
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Christina  Los Angeles CA
(Los Angeles CA)   
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