glad you're doing well

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time is but a grain of sand sittin' in an hourglass

sittin' in the devil's hands

god damn

hail satan we're just trying to sell our souls . . . to make us famous, but

i just want make you smile

i just want to make you laugh

i just want to take you out

i want to make you proud, make you proud

all my life i've been laying on a bed of knives and rusty nails

now i'm sadder than i've ever been but

i'm glad you're doing well

life is just a crooked grin, sittin' on the face of a broken man

that's all it ever was

god damn

hail satan we're just trying to sell our souls . . . to make us famous, but

i just want to hold your hand

i just want to make you mine

i just want to take you out

i want to make you proud, make you proud

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