comfort of the devil (for my soul) - dogs d'amour lyrics
i found myself in the comfort of the southern again
h*ll is coming for breakfast, you better make some sp*ce
the devil runs his fingers down the spine of fate
grins at me with a smile that spells out hate
spins his chamber of his gun
there’s only one soul loaded for fun
much more fun
it’s much more fun, much more fun
much more fun, much more fun
in the comfort of the devil again
slides his pistol of sin over to me
i c*ck the trigger, close my eyes and i count to three
i squeezе tight wham, bam, bang, oh, dear me
what do you say we makе it the best of three
spins his chamber of his gun
there’s only one soul loaded for fun
much more fun
it’s much more fun, much more fun
much more fun, much more fun
in the comfort of the devil again
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