Tuesday, October 27, 2009

Sleeping dogs

Why in heaven would you raise the devil in me
It's not necessary, let me be
Let me show my good qualities

Silently it lays in wait
Why do you make me fight to keep it chained
I don't want to let it out
The devil in me is not a nice man

He's the defender of the weaker me
Shows no consideration, no favour, no quarter
My protector to whom no one else matters

The devil in me please let him be
All I ask is that you be good to me
It's the only thing keeping it from being free

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