Letra

It must be the devil That you seek I saw the evil Now I believe You're bringing out the devil in me Trease my steps trough in dark trenation(?) I do any little thing that you need God forgiven for my indescrations(?) I throw everything away just to feel the heet Well it must be the devil That you seek I bit the apple Now I believe You're bringing out the devil in me I drink my poison like good religion Scratched your back just to feel the blood Every little moment we got Every little thing that we nod(?) Feel as wrong as it should It must be the devil That you seek I saw the evil Now I believe You're bringing out the devil in me
Writer(s): Booker T. Jones, Duane Harden, Joseph Peter Michael Killington, William Bell Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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