**Verse 1:**
walking these streets with a pocket full of dreams,
Betting on fortune, drinking down the fear.
Living on the edge, playing dice with despair,
The lure of a jackpot pulls him deeper into the snare.
With whispers of power and promises untold,
He’s blind to the danger—just a heart made of gold.
In the back of the bar, a group claims they know how to ascend.
"Just sign on the line, your desires we’ll meet,
Wealth, fame, fortune—it’s all at your feet."
He laughs at the cost, dismisses the risk,
A future made of gold, in a single flick of his wrist.
The bottle spins, and his fate starts to congeal,
He sold more than his dreams—he sold what’s real.
**Chorus:**
Make a deal with the devil. It’s a dangerous game,
Promises of power, wealth, and fleeting fame.
Lost in the chaos, now there’s nowhere to hide,
His soul is a bargain. Now she’s by his side.
Plastered on the walls, another victim for the taking.
**Verse 2**
Days turn to nights, but the thrill fades away,
With cash in his hands, he's still led astray.
The drinks turn to poison, drowning out the pain,
But he’s still seeking gain. Yet the devil’s laughter echoes loud and clear,
Every wish fulfilled pulls him deeper into fear.
He thought he was winning, forgot how to fight,
Now shadows loom large, consuming the light.
Once the king of dreams, now ensnared by desire,
Stripped of his freedom, nothing left to aspire.
He watches the world spin, from a lonely barstool,
The life that he craved is mocking him like a fool.
One more round, one last throw of the dice,
But the past keeps circling; oh, what’s the price?
Freedom traded for dreams in a twisted dance,
Caught in the devil’s grip without a chance.
**Chorus:**
Make a deal with the devil. It’s a dangerous game,
Promises of power, wealth, and fleeting fame.
Lost in the chaos, now there’s nowhere to hide,
His soul is a bargain. Now she’s by his side.
Plastered on the walls,
Another victim for the taking
**Bridge:**
In shadows, he wanders, no light left to see,
The price of ambition, a mind gone free.
Chains made of gold, wrapped tight around his heart,
The devil’s grip was strong, tearing him apart.
He wishes for peace, but the darkness calls loud,
Every gamble and drink, wrapped in a shroud.
**Chorus:**
Make a deal with the devil. It’s a dangerous game,
Promises of power, wealth, and fleeting fame.
Lost in the chaos, now there’s nowhere to hide,
His soul is a bargain. Now she’s by his side.
Plastered on the walls, another victim for the taking.
**Outro:**
So heed the warning, if ambition's your fuel,
In the chase for the stars, don’t surrender to the rule.
For the devil’s sweet whispers, they come at a cost,
In the end, it’s your soul that you’ll find has been lost.
Make a deal with the devil. It’s a treacherous call,
In search of your dreams, don’t forget who you are after all.
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