In Between The Tough Times I Wonder..., I let so many Demons in, in, in Little do they...

I let so many Demons in, in, in

Little do they know I will win

I let the light miss me

And I did it on purpose

I lived with the devil and he taught me well

I let so many demons in, in, in

Little do they know I’ll win

I chased a little red pill with a bottle

I grew to know that in here is where he hid

Into the dark I become engulfed

Overwhelmed? No!

It’s something I must do

I sold my soul

I took the words he had traded for my soul

I used them as knives to pin him on the wall

I let his blood drip into a pan

And let him taste his poison

Let him weep. Let him weep.

And on the floor he shall be

With my foot against his chest stealing the soul he stole from me.