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Sum 41

Speak Of The Devil

 

Speak Of The Devil

(album: Underclass Hero - 2007)


Trying to find a way
Getting better every day
And I got you now, I'm not alone
All I need in this life is one
One to believe in

I've seen many a face
From young and to old
I've stolen their faith
And I have broken their souls
Was here before Christ
Had forgave you your sins
And paid your price
And sealed your fate within

Days have come to an end
Today's the day that we meet again
The self-inflicted inebriation guilt never lies alone

I've been waiting for the chance
To reunite this sick romance
Poison never hurt so good
So nice of you to speak of me
Your closest friend and enemy
And only saviour of masochists

Well, it's the dead-end slave
From the altar to the grave
It's the last days of our life and faith, amen

Time, it's been so long and now there's nothing to say
I'm trying so hard to find the words to say
I'm tired of being, now I'm something I'm not
I can't believe and I never thought

Days would come to an end
Well, maybe someday we'll meet again
If ever that day never comes it would be too soon, my love

I've been waiting for the chance
To nullify this sick romance
Pull the cord to detonate
So sick of you don't speak of me
No represent of misery
And only saviour of masochists

Well, it's the dead-end slave
From the altar to the grave
It's the last days of our life
Well, it's the dead-end slave
From the altar to the grave
It's the last days of our life and faith, amen

Trying to find a way
Getting better every day
And I got you now, I'm not alone
All I need in this life is one
One thing to believe in

Trying to find a way
Getting better every day
And I got you now, I'm not alone
All I need in this life is one
One thing to believe in

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