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Devil Sold His Soul

Tides

Hold down what's inside, I don't want to run.

I can't remember the last thing I said to you.

We'll separate the tides.

I will not give up on this hope but I'm falling to pieces.

I will not give up on this hope, will to survive, and all of this because I am blessed.

As much as I am blessed, I am cursed.