She sits alone again and tries her best not to pretend that all she used to live
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for was the love that wasn't there
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And every time she needs to do the things that she believes will fill the void
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inside of her cuz he was never there
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And she says,
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"I swear I'm not the devil
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though you think I am.
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I swear I'm not the devil."
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And she says,
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"I swear I'm not the devil
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Though you think I am.
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I swear I'm not the devil."
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He tries to sleep again and wonders when the pain will end the cuts they made run deeper than his cracking outer shell
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He looks with tired eyes at all the people hypnotized and wonders what can save him from a self-created hell
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And he says,
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"I swear I'm not the devil
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though you think I am.
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I swear I'm not the devil."
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And he says,
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"I swear I'm not the devil
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Though you think I am.
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I swear I'm not the devil."
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I always fail to see the little things in front of me the things that mean so much to you, a way to let you know
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That I appreciate the way you always tolerate but sometimes when I medicate
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frustration in you shows me how you feel
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But I swear I'm not the devil
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Though you think I am
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I swear I'm not the devil
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And I scream
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I swear I'm not the devil
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Though you think I am
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I swear I'm not the devil
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Devil
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Staind |