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<br>devy in the corner of his teen year<br>born to run away<br>children in the middle with the village idiot<br>so he never made the potty grade<br><br>now maybe he pulled a little closer<br>cold in a mousy way<br>boom boom as they came a little closer<br>put a bolt in the curse today<br><br>now devy has to eat it in his own way<br>broke in a dirty way<br>boom boom is the beating that I hear in the night<br>but no one hears, so no one no and no one fucks with me<br><br>devy wants a word with the master<br>I got no need to run away<br>down on the road isn`t easy,<br>but I never would back away...<br><br>boom boom in the morning with the night sounds<br>no way to run away<br>boom boom as the boredome of monogamy<br>hits one more time...<br><br>no one must know...<br>no one must know...<br>no one must know...<br>no one must know this machine...<br><br>devy got a taste of some black shit<br>born in another way<br>and it probably would have been easy,<br>but it never worked out that way<br><br>boom boom in the corner with the well - soiled<br>bound to amalgamate<br>boom boom as it kills the inhibitions<br>...no more games<br><br>no one must know...