JIM BIANCO


To Hell With The Devil Lyrics

To hell with the devil
I'm selling my soul to you
To hell with the devil
I'm selling my soul to you
My mind ain't level, my heart's unsettled
Foot in the grave, foot on the pedal
To hell with the devil
I'm selling my soul to you
To hell with the devil
I'm selling my soul to you

A storm won't stop the wheels
Of this hot machine
A storm won't stop the wheels
Of this hot machine
I fight throught the flood, the rain and the mud
With the pulse in the blood, the force of the metal
To hell with the devil
I'm selling my soul to you
To hell with the devil
I'm selling my soul to you

Angel in the backseat, thunder on the radio
Heavy on the concrete, heavy as a heart beat slow

To hell with the devil
I'm selling my soul to you
To hell with the devil
I'm selling my soul to you
To hell with the devil
I'm selling my soul to you
To hell with the devil
I'm selling my soul to you
To hell with the devil
I'm selling my soul to you
To hell with the devil
I'm selling my soul to you
To hell with the devil
I'm selling my soul to you

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Record Label(s): 2008 Hotel Cafe Records

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