Gatsbys American Dream A Coversation With The Devil Lyrics

A Coversation With The Devil Lyrics

I get, what I want, this time, baby

Foul temptress I want it too

This hell, this doom, baby



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I find I cannot part this shadow of a thought

Desire in my lips is precious to me



Like air or blood or jewels that shine in the sky, baby

Or sweat that runs down your spine like a river



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I get what I want this time too



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