
Shedevil
by Lé Betre
on Gentlemens Club Cabin (2012)
She's a ten-foot killer and a lovemachine.
Steady hands of heat when, when she touches me.
It's a shedevil, a shedevil, a shedevil's got a hold on me.
Give yourself into distance and desire.
Lean your heart into my hope and I'll light your fire.
Said a shedevil, a shedevil, a shedevil's got a hold on me.
A mother of two slithering chains I met.
Chokehold on a brothers neck and I'm not going back.
To a shedevil, a shedevil, a shedevil's got a hold on me.
Oh, death. Lean into my chest oh death.
I found, you is gone for else I'm blind.
You'll see, what I hold up next in your sleeve.
You know, nothing keeps a hold on me.
Oh, don't come running after me.
You'll see, nothing takes a hold on me.
Oh death, lean into my chest and feel.
My warmth, my wounds ain't going for.
A shedevil, a shedevil, a shedevil's got a hold on me.
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