Devil

Its probably one of those stories that only we would know
Everyone tries to paint you as a demon that wrecked it like seven years of bad luck
Breaking mirrors along the wall
You cant look at your old lipstick-smeared face anymore

You're not that devil you think you are
You don't believe in ghouls
So how could you break these 'seven-years-bad-luck' mirrors hanging off the fucking wall?



Credits
Writer(s): Sean Gordon
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