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It was where they found youWhere the Devil lost his bootsAnd you put them onAnd you stepped intoInto the middle of the roomIn your pocket, was no letterFor the words you'll never sayNo letter that you ever wroteBut the word still resonatesMusic is like a prayerIt helps you reach somewhereBut when the music played too loudYou couldn't turn it downSo that was where they found youWhere the Devil lost his bootsAnd you put the Devil's boots to useAnd you stepped into the middle of the roomMusic is like a prayerIt helps you reach somewhereBut when the music played too loudYou couldn't turn it downLetras de cancionesIn your mind there sang a choirExplainin what you had to doA song to sing, and now you swingIn the middle of the roomMusic is like a prayerIt helps you reach somewhereBut when the music played too loudYou couldn't turn it down From Letras Mania