Devil's Advocate

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One can say I make some deals with the Devil

So much, in fact, that I make Lucifer nervous

The small part of me that cares shouts out,

But my mouth pulls into a devilish grin

The good boy you've known is now

A man you shouldn't make a friend

Now my heart is made of ice

Yeah, Hell has frozen over

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