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 hair 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 doin' 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 doin' their time.
That's just the 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 doin' their time.
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