Devil's hands

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(Verse 1)

He walks in smooth with a grin so wide,

Eyes like smoke and a touch that slides.

Says, "You want control? You gotta let it go,"

Next thing I know, I’m putting on a show.

He’s got me twisted, bent to his will,

Tells me what to do—and I want it still.

A sinner’s moan, a holy ache,

He makes me beg, and I love the break.

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(Chorus)

Pull my strings, Devil, make me move,

Tie me up in that red-hot groove.

Every stroke, every breath he commands,

I’m a man undone in the Devil’s hands.

No shame, no fear, just the heat and the sweat,

I don’t want out—I ain’t ready yet.

Pleasure and pain in one slow dance,

I was made to burn in the Devil’s hands.

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(Verse 2)

He whispers filth in a voice like silk,

Feeds me fire like it’s mother’s milk.

Drags his nails down my open chest,

Says, “Good boys break when they’re touched the best.”

I ain’t fightin’—I arch, I plead,

Give him everything that he might need.

He’s in my head, deep in my bones,

I moan his name like it’s my own.

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(Chorus)

Pull my strings, Devil, make me move,

Tie me up in that red-hot groove.

Every stroke, every breath he commands,

I’m a man undone in the Devil’s hands.

No shame, no fear, just the heat and the sweat,

I don’t want out—I ain’t ready yet.

Pleasure and pain in one slow dance,

I was made to burn in the Devil’s hands.

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(Bridge)

He says jump, I fly—

Lickin’ the flame with a glassy eye.

He marks me deep, from lips to thighs,

And I thank him soft with breathless cries.

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(Outro)

So don’t set me free, don’t cut the thread,

I’m alive when I’m being misled.

Yeah, call it sin, call it trance—

But I’ve never felt more in the Devil’s hands.

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