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I thought I saw the devil, this morning
Looking in the mirror
Drop of rum on my tongue, with a warning
To help me see myself clearer
I never meant to start a fire
I never meant to make you bleed
I'll be a better man today

My past has tasted bitter, for years now
So I wield an iron fist
Grace is just weakness,
or so I've been told
I've been cold,
I've been merciless
But the blood on my hands
scares me to death
Maybe I'm waking up
Today...

I'll be good, I'll be good
And I'll, love the world like I should
I'll be good, I'll be good
For all of the light that I shut out
For all of the innocent things that I doubt
For all of the bruises that I've caused
in the tears
For all of the things that I've done
all these years, no

I'll be good, I'll be good
And I'll love the world, like I should.
Yeah, I'll be good, I'll be good
For all of the times I never could.




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