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Met the Devil at the Crossroads    And talked all night I told him my troubles     And he said he would make it right "The stress and the worry,       I can make it all fade" "All I would need is your soul,      Just this one small trade." I heard what he offered      And the dark things he whispered
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Nov 24, 2015
Nov 24, 2015 at 10:30 PM UTC
Crossroads (unfinished)
Met the Devil at the Crossroads    And talked all night I told him my troubles     And he said he would make it right "The stress and the worry,       I can make it all fade" "All I would need is your soul,      Just this one small trade." I heard what he offered      And the dark things he whispered
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Nov 24, 2015
Nov 24, 2015 at 10:30 PM UTC
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