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 I come home late at night with my shoes in my handsStumble in the back door being quite as I can
 And I know she there in bed cold and all alone
 And she's crying cause I'm breaking up our home
 And she knows (and she knows) the hell I'm going through
 In this world (in this world) inside my head
 There's a devil (there's a devil) in a bottle
 And he wants to see me dead
 I fall into her arms and she helps me with my clothes
 Yeah she stays on with me cause she really knows
 Cause I'm trying lord to find my freedom
 By escaping to the only freedom I've ever known
 And she knows (and she knows) the hell I'm going through
 In this world (in this world) inside my head
 There's a devil (there's a devil) in a bottle
 And he wants to see me dead
 There's a devil (there's a devil) in a bottle (in the bottle)
 And he wants (and he wants) to see me dead
 And it's killing her to see me die this way
 
 
		
		
	
 
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