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Out in the crossroads, in the middle of a dust bowl
I needed fame and cash, I needed the radio
I called the devil to win my prize
A wicked deal was stroke, my soul was sold
But I won't listen to no demon
I lied to the devil, now he's got a hold on me
That demon fire won't set me free
I lied to the devil, I lied to the devil
Now I play my guitar, in this dirt dust bowl
I can't seem to escape, thanks to the devil
I have all my fame, but now I have to escape
I lied to the devil, now he's got a hold on me
That demon fire won't set me free
I lied to the devil, I lied to the devil
Set fire to my guitar, cut these rusty chains
I hope this place freeze is over
The devil can chill in pains
Woo
I lied to the devil, now he's got a hold on me
That demon fire won't set me free
I lied to the devil, I lied to the devil
Ohh