dancingwiththedevil

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I'm not one for fists, and honestly, the fact that you would punch someone for me isn't very hot. You've seen me come to to school with black eyes, busted lips and bruised skin. Yeah.
Dance with the Devil.... You'll get burned   Lie down with the Devil.... You'll wake up in Hell   So don't greet the Devil.... Until you meet him  
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