Etro Anime - Diablo Lyrics
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Diablo
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What Are The Lyrics For Diablo By Etro Anime?
Awake from your slumber
And do what you want Your life won't be longer But it sure will be fun He says when I'm tryin' to make my mind Two roads, both which insist He'll tug at my earlobe and he'll whisper You are what you resist Sometimes there's a devil sittin' on my shoulder And I can't find an angel to help me decide Oh he's gettin heavy as I get older I've got to find me An angel someday Angel are you coming Or did you give up I spent all my credit And pushed all my luck But these days I can hardly hold him down His strength is my crutch Oh white feathered angel I am waiting Am I just asking too much Sometimes there's a devil sittin' on my shoulder What is it about me he just won't go away And though we have gotten to like eachother I've gotta find me An Angel He's got a smile that charms me plenty He'll take dessert before his food He gives delicious conversation And then he makes sure That he's been....understood Angel, you better come soon Sometimes there's a devil sittin' on my shoulder And I can't find an angel to help me decide Oh he's gettin heavy as I get older I've got to find me An angel Sometimes there's a devil sittin' on my shoulder What is it about me he just won't go away And though we have gotten to like eachother I've gotta find me An Angel someday |
Who Wrote Diablo By Etro Anime?
David Alderman Ball, Richard Graham Thomas Norris, Vanessa Quinones
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