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It's unfortunate that when we feel a storm
we can roll ourselves over 'cause we're uncomfortable
oh where the devil makes us sin
but we like it when we're spinning in his grin.
Love is like a sin my love
For the ones that feel it the most
Look at her with her eyes like a flame
She will love you like a fly will never love you again
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