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Late For The Devil
I used to be a Capricorn, stolen
My mother bore with all her love.
Cavities and tiny portions,
Shared amongst my fellow orphans,
One always gets away.
Neither eye has grown,
A pupil, soggy bones,
Home is where the heart is,
Wave goodbye and wish good tidings,
It was good for while it lasted,
I have been moved along.
And I suppose, its better than never,
My soul, is late for the devil,
I must have missed him calling out.
I smile, for the first time ever,
My soul, flies through heaven,
The early bird gets the worm.
No time to lose,
I am new to experience the ways of my world,
Feel an awkward breeze,
The bending of my knees,
Rejoice! I am at peace.
And I suppose, its better than never,
My soul, is late for the devil,
I must have missed him calling out,
I smile, for the first time ever,
My soul, flies through heaven,
The early bird gets the worm.
Through the walls come falling hands,
Much too young to understand,
Things don't ever go to plan
I'm upside down,
Again!
Feel an awkward breeze,
The bending of my knees,
Rejoice! I am at peace.
And I suppose, its better than never,
My soul, is late for the devil,
I must have missed him calling out,
I smile, for the first time ever,
My soul, flies through heaven,
Here I am, reborn again!
Reborn again...
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Reborn again...
Here I am, reborn again!
My soul, flies through heaven,
I smile, for the first time ever,
I must have missed him calling out,
My soul, is late for the devil,
And I suppose, its better than never,
Rejoice! I am at peace.
The bending of my knees,
Feel an awkward breeze,
Again!
I'm upside down,
Things don't ever go to plan
Much too young to understand,
Through the walls come falling hands,
The early bird gets the worm.
My soul, flies through heaven,
I smile, for the first time ever,
I must have missed him calling out,
My soul, is late for the devil,
And I suppose, its better than never,
Rejoice! I am at peace.
The bending of my knees,
Feel an awkward breeze,
I am new to experience the ways of my world,
No time to lose,
The early bird gets the worm.
My soul, flies through heaven,
I smile, for the first time ever,
I must have missed him calling out.
My soul, is late for the devil,
And I suppose, its better than never,
I have been moved along.
It was good for while it lasted,
Wave goodbye and wish good tidings,
Home is where the heart is,
A pupil, soggy bones,
Neither eye has grown,
One always gets away.
Shared amongst my fellow orphans,
Cavities and tiny portions,
My mother bore with all her love.
I used to be a Capricorn, stolen
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