"Devil’s wife" by Vanessa Atson

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Devil’s wife

She sold her soul to the devil
Now she’s paying the price
She made his bed
She lies in it
Not long before he makes her his wife

She walks around all day
her head high up in the sky
She sings his name
on mountain tops

PRE-CHORUS:
Not a single day goes by
that she doesn’t regret
the decision she took
all those years ago

CHORUS:
If only she’d listened
If only she took heed
If only she knew
What it meant to be the devil’s wife

She plays the part to the T
Smiles here and there
They move as one
No closer to anyone else
She would not her heart bear

She knows what he’d do
if she tried to run away
She’s so scared
the dream was just a lie

PRE-CHORUS

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