The story of a man who's had enough
His life's in unholy hands
He got lost in a sea of his own regret
Now he's sleeping in the devils bed
She's got those empty eyes got the paralyze
Keeping you in her head
Those ivory walls tend to bleach your eyes
And trap you inside of it
Awh, yeah, the devil ain't got 9 Lives, yeah
Such a dirty mess you wound up in
Now the devil wants to do
It's paradise no compromise
A disturbing point of view
So listen friend, your heart is dead
Surrounded by abuse
She hears a cry behind those eyes, but even angles have to lose
Cause angles pay their dues, and the devil ain't got nine lives
No one's going to rescue you when you're living on borrowed time
Awh, yeah, the devil ain't got nine lives, yeah
The time has come for you to run but you don't know what to do
You're glued to this untimely mess you're addicted to abuse
Well I'm sorry friend but the story ends with the hero a bit confused
It's sad unfair, but don't despair the curse is now on you
Cause angles pay their dues, and the devil ain't got nine lives
No one's going to rescue you when you're living on borrowed time
Cause angles pay their dues, and the devil ain't got nine lives
No one's going to rescue you when you're living on borrowed time
Awh, yeah, the devil ain't got 9 Lives baby
Nine lives
Nine lives
Nine lives
Nine lives
Cause angles pay their dues, and the devil ain't got nine lives
No one's going to rescue you when you're living on borrowed time
9 Lives
Cause angles pay their dues, and the devil ain't got nine lives
No one's going to rescue you when you're living on borrowed time
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