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Texty: Jesus Jones. Perverse. The Devil You Know.

Life to call our own that is ours alone
Is as hard as hell to come by these days
It's time that I took what's mine, took it now, yeah

Things aren't what they where, they're what they are
There's no time of our own

And the Devil you know is the only one
And the Devil you know is the only one

Is time too fast for us to grasp something of our own?

The ghost of the past has it's arms around me
It moves everywhere in all I hear and see

And the Devil you know is the only one
And the Devil you know is the only one

Look at you now, look at you then, see how you will be
All of your life belongs to me and only me

Because things aren't what they where, they're what they are
There's no time of our own

And the Devil you know is the only one