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my immortal enemy - i, devil'lyn lyrics

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[verse 1]
best indulge me
dear god i really f-cked this up
and you smell it on my breath
perfume, candy
this new prescription
is giving me a bad headache
and she licked her lips and winked her eye
said, “it’s the last you’ll ever taste of me.”

[pre-chorus]
sink or crawl?
motherf-ckers always take, take, take from me
but will it hurt?
not at all, not at all
god d-mn

[chorus]
my baby didn’t clean her hands
to wash away the vanity
and the story goes that she couldn’t stand
this cheating liar
so she packed her bags and walked away
drove real far from the mess she made
devil’lyn’s on fire
burns like the sun

[verse 2]
you d-mn sold me
up the river for a hundred bones
and you think you got the best of me, of me
i wrote it in a letter
the sins of the flesh and soul and heart
you never hurt the ones you say you really care about

[pre-chorus]
sink or crawl?
motherf-ckers always take, take, take from me
but will it hurt?
not at all, not at all
god d-mn

[chorus]
my baby didn’t clean her hands
to wash away the vanity
and the story goes that she couldn’t stand
this cheating liar
so she packed her bags and walked away
drove real far from the mess she made
devil’lyn’s on fire
burns like the sun

[post-chorus]
fiction
revenge is a dish best served cold
affliction
i taste it in my soul
listen
the two of hearts like a la mode
addiction
i smell it through the smoke

[bridge]
i feel it in my hips and toes
i can’t stop moving to the beat inside my head, my head
i think i’m going dead my friend
cuz i can’t stop loving you
how dare you use me to
get what you f-cking wanted
all in the single moment
this ain’t tradition
when revenge is best served cold
get what you f-cking wanted
all in the single moment
this ain’t tradition
when revenge is best served cold

[chorus]
my baby didn’t clean her hands
to wash away the vanity
and the story goes that she couldn’t stand
this cheating liar
so she packed her bags and walked away
drove real far from the mess she made
devil’lyn’s on fire

[chorus]
my baby didn’t clean her hands
to wash away the vanity
and the story goes that she couldn’t stand
this cheating liar
so she packed her bags and walked away
drove real far from the mess she made
devil’lyn’s on fire
burns like the sun

- my immortal enemy lyrics

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