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Color my world all black and blue
The hell you dish out comes back three-fold to you
Inside your riddled rotten core
I hope you get what you deserve, worse and even more
Even more, even more
How could you do the things you do?
You make Satan look like Christ and I swear it's true
How could you do the things you do?
How could you do the things you do?
The Rolling Stones once sang a tune
Singing words of sympathy, yet none were sung for you
If the lord of darkness seen you comin' his way
Get on his knees, look to Jesus and start to pray
Start to pray, start to pray
How could you do the things you do?
You make Satan look like Christ and I swear it's true
How could you do the things you do?
How could you do the things you do, do?
More, even more, even more
How could you do the things you do?
You make Satan look like Christ and I swear it's true
How could you do the things you do?
How could you do, yeah, the things you do?
The things you do
The things you do
The things you do
The things you do
The things you do
The things you do
The things you do