The lives of some men If walls could talk to spill the lies We'd see the world through devil's eyes
I maintain an addiction been known to take it too high I got an itch with a loaded hand trigger And a one way ticket to fly
When there's no writing on the wall I see the lifeless devils start to crawl And I don't need no lessons After all Everybody's doing their time
Caught your eye in the corner, Don't you look at me wrong Fucked up and thrown into the gutter, gotta fix what don't belong
I see the writing on the wall I see the lifeless devils start to crawl And I don't need no lessons After all Everybody's doing their time
Uhhh That's just a price to play So tell me what you like Gotta hand on the kerosene match tonight, right
Had enough of opinions I got enough on my mind Sell your soul for approval and a dollar Got a pretty little body to grind
I see your number on the wall I see the lifeless devils start to crawl I don't need no lessons Watch the fall You lost my attention After all Everybody's doing their time
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