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You're over my shoulder, I think I'm possessedYour constant undertone, is making me toothlessTimes come to trim you out of my lifeGonna cut you out, baby, out of my lifeDare-devil, she-devil, printer's-devil, evilI love you like sin, but I won't be your pigeonThe power that I give you, I'm so sick of your voiceIn my body, You don't give me no choiceBut to boot you, honey, to give you the shoveSo take back your despot, I'll keep you loveDare-devil, she-devil, printer's-devil, evilI love you like sin, but I won't be your pigeonI'm searching by symbols, looking for a pistolTo laser you out, it looks like a keyholeI'll just stick my key back, seamless and wholeNo more idols, got my own self controlDare-devil, she-devil, printer's-devil, evilI love you like sin, but I won't be your pigeon From Letras Mania