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The Deal She Signed

A diaster that fell through the cracks A mystery of lies He wishes he was one of her facts But when you take a beauty that doesn't look A change in the wind will be the fall There's a dialtone She's too dead to take his call When he looks foward the future is sepia toned She gave his life the color she now lacks in her cheeks Yet denial phoned That was the call that was taken A heart that refuses to believe its breaking All those smiles she was faking Fragments of his soul sits gray in the ashtray The ice in his eyes liquify She vowed her soul to a hellbent guy before his eyes He jumped up to say "she might as well die" But he would never want to make her cry Golden rings lock in She signs her soul over So that she could spare her lover's life Because that's what Lucifer told her If he knew he'd rather be six feet under Than to have been saved at the cost of Lucifer being by her side

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