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 Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
