Lord, Devil, and Him

I guess that's it, Giving up, giving in

I seem to think I can always win.

But I was wrong, replacingly

A dirty towel for a bed of sheets.

I am here and it is now,

No talk of futuristic keep your head on the ground

Self it seems so selfishly, accuse the killer.

Because I have tried

But it seems I never learned to pry open the can

And here I stand with broken fingers.

Lord open his eyes, help him see

Through that disguise that he cannot

See upon the human devil, the human devil.

So it is now, and we are cold

To see you sick with half a soul

Words are cheap and love it speaks

The volumes that we need to make our hearts grow weak

So come on back, and have some laughs

Remember that the good times they ain t so bad.

Cuz I am dying to try and find a way we can leave this.

All behind.

Because I have tried

But it seems I never learned to pry open the can

And here I stand with broken fingers.

Lord open his eyes, help him see

Through that disguise that he cannot

See upon the human devil, the human devil.

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Because I have tried

But it seems I never learned to pry open the can

And here I stand with broken fingers.

Lord open his eyes, help him see

Through that disguise that he cannot

See upon the human devil, the human devil.