The Devil You Know

Neo-soul with prominent funk elements, I’d hear this around 92 BPM with a deep pocket: a syncopated fingerstyle bass, tight ghost-note drums, muted wah guitar, Rhodes chords, and lush stacked harmonies in the chorus. Bright female tenor with raspy male baritone backing vocal providing vocal shoulder in the refrain and spoken lyrics. The bridge could strip down to bass and kick before the full band returns with a soaring final chorus.

Caught you crossing Kamppi, late July heat,
City dragging thunder underneath your feet.
You wore that Monday smile like borrowed clothes,
But your eyes were writing everything nobody knows.

You laughed too quick, looked away too soon,
Like neon light couldn't fill the empty mall.
The world kept talking—you let it pass,
Holding your heart together with tremor in
your
voice.

You once told me,
*"The devil you know beats
the angel you don't."*
I laughed it off—
But somehow I carried it home.

So if the sky keeps
promising
miracles
That never learn your name,
If perfect hands
keep letting
go
When loving gets too strange—

I'm still
the devil
you
know.
Still wearing
these
familiar scars.
Still holding your
keys,
No matter where you are.

No bargain.
No chains.
No "I told you so."
Just a heart
that never
forgot...

The devil you know.

I've changed enough
to know I won't save you,
Love ain't a fight,
nobody wins.
I won't rewrite the
chapters
we survived,
Or paint halos over all our sins.

I just hate seeing worry
Tear through your grin.
Like you're carrying winter
Beneath your summer skin.

If happiness found
another address,
I'd wave you there myself.
Love isn't ownership—
It's wanting somebody well.

Maybe angels
speak
in perfect lines,
Never miss,
never bleed.
But I've always known
How to love your messy needs.

So if the sky
keeps
promising
miracles
That never learn your name,
If perfect hands
keep letting go
When loving gets too strange—

I'm still
the devil
you know.
Still ready
to go to hell
and back
for you.
Still calling
you
beautiful
Through your darkest thoughts.

No payment.
No score.
Nothing to outgrow.
Just someone who still cares...

The devil you know.


Maybe we're not each other's forever.

Maybe we're just proof...

...that being loved once
can teach a heart
how not to disappear.

You don't owe me tomorrow.

I only wanted you to remember—

there's one devil in this city...

who still hopes you get home safe.

I'm still
the devil you know,
The one who
learned
to hold fire gently.
Still got your back
Even if you'll
never stand beside me.

Take every blessing.
Take every chance.
Take every angel waiting in white.

And if they don't know
How to carry your storms—

You'll
never
have to wonder

whether

this devil

stopped loving you.

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