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Jan 2014
Can you go to hell for what you think?
Can I call myself moral if sometimes I like to drink?
Do any of us deserve salvation
For fighting off the temptation?
But inside I'm just a demon
I can't make no sense or reason
And you can't even tell
When I daydream in hell
If you took a look in to my mind you would say I'm not well
I wear the mask of a gentleman
But it's not really genuine
My evil bottles up deep down inside
But sometimes it's got nowhere to hide
So I have to let it out and take a trip on the wild side
So if I think just how I am,
Will I be eternally ******?
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Written by
Christopher Habla  Georgia
(Georgia)   
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   Ida Eriksson
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