Riv
About me:
Just a country gal who exists.
Probably doing dumb things, but that’s what makes it so fun.
A dom, if you were asking, but when I say back off, back off.
Hell’s comin’ with me
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There is a hill at the bottom of the valley
Where all the poor souls go when they die
And if you listen real close, you can hear 'em like a ghost
And you're never gonna make it out alive
There is a town at the bottom of that hill
They got a secret that they keep like a slave
They got a black magic preacher
We'd do well to let him teach her
You'll be heading up that hill to the grave
And it is well with my soul
You line your pockets full of money
That you steal from the poor
And on your way down the hill
You hear me ring the bell
I'd pay the devil twice as much to keep your soul