Yes holding on to the devil's hand
I am often for the ride
Of my life but I hate
The Ferris wheel and
He always wants to scream
Over and over again
In the haunted house
Of my heart until
I slouch him home
We avoid the parade of fools
Already spoken for he has
His teeth in me a man alone
And argues back the more
I tell him to be calm
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