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Lost in the middle of the night in the middle of the city,
There's a streetlight that never goes out when you're living here like me,
Fight or flight,
I'm staring at The Devil and I see myself
But I was never lost because I was never found, I'm happy going alone.
A six pack, backpack and a black jacket, I'm going home.
I'm staring at The Devil and I see myself.
Running away from the devil but I've got the devil in me,
He's in my...
Running away from the devil but I've got the devil in me,
He's in my soul.
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