Direktlänk till inlägg 25 juli 2011
All you folks think you own my life
But you never made any sacrifice
Demons they are on my trail
I'm standing at the crossroads of hell
I look to the left I look to the right
There's hands that grab me on every
side
All you folks think I got my price
At which I'll sell all that is
mine
You think money rules when all else fails
Go sell your soul and
keep your shell
I'm trying to protect what I keep inside
All the reasons
why I live my life
Some say the devil be a mystical thing
I say the
devil he´s a walking man
He a fool he a liar conjurer and a thief
He try
to tell you what you need
Try to tell you what you need
Standing at the
point
The road it cross you down
What is at your back
Which way do
you turn
Who will come to find you first
Your devils or your gods
All you folks think you run my life
Say I should be willing to
compromise
I say all you demons go back to hell
I'll save my soul save myself