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Wednesday, December 2, 2015

A Will You Sell Your Soul O ~ Lyric / Poetry ~ MobiusTripz

At
the crossroads baby...
here I finally really am...
and fuck yeah they are for real.

Will you sell your soul ?... tell me baby... will you sell your soul?

The devil needs an answer and awaits my return in hell.
So what now do you saith?

Will you sell your soul? Will you sell your soul?

It sure is a lot of fun going on may way back on down...so what's that answer baby?...will you sell your soul baby? will you sell your soul?

I really need that answer because the Devil has to know, I said he has to know.
Will you sell your soul? Will you sell your soul?

I will show you fame and fortune, just take my hands let's go... the Devil needs answer fast, so... Will you sell your soul? Will you sell your soul?

I kind of like my job you know and I thought so many other ways I would roll,
and once I was confronted with this question that asked, ... Will you sell your soul? Will you sell your soul?

 ... and now I am a reaper who makes trouble on his way,
its a deal I made with the devil which started yesterday,
so,...
Will you sell your soul? Will you sell your soul?

...and I thought I had eternity but now it owns me so,
sometimes you would like to rest with peace and knowledge that you never sold your soul.

So,...

Will you sell your soul? Will you sell your soul?

The Devil he is awaiting but first sniff this and smile for a picture over there,
and on your way play this guitar and let me know an answer quick because the Devil wants to know...

Will you sell your soul? Will you sell your soul?

You think you can outsmart him but dark is always there well before the light,
as He sets the stage for agony and all this fucking hate,
and the stages of pain and hate fiery whitish red hot red irate,
you wonder just what your beckoned fate,
a red glows all around your aura permanent real now state.

I really need an answer fast so hurry and finish this song,
and so smooth now whoops look silly me I slit your throat,
I love my new job and the way you blood red gurgled.
when you hit that perfect singing high impeccable unsuspecting note.

You sang so much like your life depended upon it,
and it most certainly did,
and now your answer you waited to long to offer me to deliver to him,
while in the meantime your soul I had to now permanently rid.

So,...

Will you sell your soul? Will you sell your soul? tonight...

Will you sell your soul? Will you sell your soul?

It's too late for you now the clock it always ticks for me,
I collect souls and yours I took you gave it for so easy and so free.

So idiotic and confident,
that ego that you carried,
tomorrow friends stand all around,
while your body does get buried.

Its all over now the ride could have lasted,
but you chose the shorter version instead,
all you had to do was stop listening,
to the crazy voices in your head asking,
...

Will you sell your soul? tonight...
Will you sell your soul?
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Will you sell your soul? Will you sell your soul?

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Adios,
Amig ~
O

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