The Devil Is in the Details

Oh...

Oh, Lord... he's got a hold on me
And Oh Lord, he's got his hands on me
And here now, he's got this hold on me
Here now, he's got this hold on me

And my body will drown
And there's no space to breathe
Oh, I've been... possessed by your devilish side
You took my soul as yours and you left nothing for me...

I would sell my soul...

You're like a drug to me
And I can't get free

I would sell my soul...

I'm going down...
I'm going down...



Credits
Writer(s): Thomas Benedict Harris-hayes
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