The Dying Blue

A man sells a soul for a bottle of wine
But that's okay if it calms him down
Just a little bit
He wanders home
Plugs his mind into the dome
Before he
Looks around and sees that soul was his

Cons are flying
From the man in red

The devil told him just to look around the town
Till you
See the one whose spirit matters least
A body such as that
Holds little worth to all the rest
But in my line of work he'll be a feast

Come on over
You look so famished my old friend

In a dark and dirty doorway
You found one doomed to fail
Who had lost not only money
But confidence as well
So you picked him off
And I sent him down to hell
But you didn't see, that soul was just yourself

Ever since I've been your savior
You've dared to speak my name
Ever since I've been your savior
You've dared to live mundane
If you beg you can't choose
This train don't stop just for you
If you beg you can't choose
Sing The Dying Blue



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