Literature
Retention
Retention
I sold my soul to the Devil at a crossroads
He smiled, he laughed, he said, "What will it be?"
I asked him if he knew why bad things happened
To those who lived good lives
With Jesus by their side
And they believed
He said that he could tell me all the secrets
But they would cost much more than I could ever pay
I said, "My mama told me I was special."
He said, "Perhaps you have forgot,
But don't you know that's what
They always say?"
'Cause the people of the world
Are like snowflakes in the wind
Does it really matter if they're all different or the same
If you live your life alone
Then the flakes are hard to find
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