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Sean: 1, 2, - Go
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The day I fell down that well,
is the day I finally went to Hell
'Cause the gunshot hit my shoulder,
and knife it only nicked
I got scars that are twice as long
and a couple twice as thick
'Cause I sold my soul twelve years ago,
and the devil's gonna make it stick
All the good I done in life,
don't mean diddly sh$t now
'Cause I got a a couple vices,
I crossed off a couple sins
I needed dark help in Durham,
and he provided it
'Cause I sold my soul twelve years ago,
and the devil wanna make it stick
Yeah . . I sold . . my soul
and the devil wanna make it stick
I pray to God to help me,
spare my soul from this pain
I repented everything I done,
but he just looked away . . . . .
'Cause I sold my soul twelve years ago,
and now God's rid of it
I sold my soul twelve years ago,
and now God's rid of it
Well, I sold . . . my soul . . .
and now God's rid of it
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In a life of hard crime,
you get cornered sometimes
But when, in your darkest hour,
a man shows up too quick
And offers you a pen of blood,
well don't sign nothin' with it
That's how I sold my soul twelve years ago,
and now God's rid of it
And I sold my soul twelve years ago,
and the devil wanna make it stick
Well, I sold . . . my soul . . .
and the devil wanna make it stick
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Well, That's how I sold my soul
and the devil ain't through with it