Dancing With the Devil
I
danced
with the
Devil at
the age
of
seventeen,and
he
danced
me
down to
Hell and
back
and
places in
between,
Now
the
Devil
was no
friend of
mine
and
often
did me
wrong,introduced
me to
the
meddle
and the
Crack
rock on
the
bong,
Introduced
me to a
twilight
world
where
drugs
were
my
affliction,I
took a
chance,began
the
dance,straight
into
drug
addiction,
I
danced
with the
Devil
and we
danced
into the
night,where
everything
that
mattered
now was
coloured
brown
or
white,
Now
the
Devil he
was
devious
my road
to self
destruct,began
the day
we
danced
away to
realise I
was
hooked,
So if
Satan
asks you
for a
dance
please
heed
the tale
I tell,or
you'll
be
dancing
with the
Devil
and
he'll
dance
you
straight
to Hell.
Copyright © Julie Ann Jones | Year Posted 2013
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