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I was dancing with the devil. I was singing dirty songs, pulling whiskey from the bottle till the early break of dawn.
You decided to walk out of my life, I decided not to let you back in
You be the anchor that keeps my feet on the ground, and I'll be the wings that keeps your heart in the clouds