Dance With My Devils
God help me please
If I dance with my devils
Under the pale moonlight
In the middle of the night
If this feels wrong
How do I feel right
It kinda sucks when life jams you Up the firewall
Ya got a glitch in your matrix
It's an animation dominatrix
Here with all the tricks
And no treats
You're trapped down in a well
It's a cell in your own private hell
And you're helpless when life Kicks you in the junk
And pulls you deeper
Into this funk
Watching you fall further
Than you've ever sunk
You can't even breathe
Your mind is so fucking foggy
That you can't even see
Your own heart bleeding
With every beating
You're drowning in your oceans Of emotions
Being Swept out to sea
Underneath these crushing waves Of anxiety
Trapped in a deluded society
That wants to see you and me
Brought right to our knees
So God help me please
If I dance with my devils
Under the pale moonlight
In the middle of the night
If this feels wrong
Then how do I feel right
What can I say
Except that I'm grateful to God
I thank Him every fucking day
For putting Jesus in my heart
The devils in my head
The former wants to save me
But the latter wants me dead
So you see, there's two sides to me
My darkness and my light
Two halves of a single whole
Locked in an eternal tug of war
For my tortured tattered
Beaten and battered soul
Some days even I'm kinda Surprised that I'm still alive
So I try to strive to not only Survive but to thrive
And reach for the sky
Even when I'm being beckoned By a force to be reckoned
Now give me a second
Get ready to revel
We're taking this to a whole new Level
Come and find me in the shadows Where I like to dance with my Devils
So God help me please
If I dance with my devils
Under the pale moonlight in the Middle of the night
If this feels wrong feels wrong
How do I feel right
If I dance with my devils
Under the pale moonlight
In the middle of the night
If this feels wrong
How do I feel right
If I dance with my devils
Under the pale moonlight
In the middle of the night
If this feels wrong
How do I feel right
It kinda sucks when life jams you Up the firewall
Ya got a glitch in your matrix
It's an animation dominatrix
Here with all the tricks
And no treats
You're trapped down in a well
It's a cell in your own private hell
And you're helpless when life Kicks you in the junk
And pulls you deeper
Into this funk
Watching you fall further
Than you've ever sunk
You can't even breathe
Your mind is so fucking foggy
That you can't even see
Your own heart bleeding
With every beating
You're drowning in your oceans Of emotions
Being Swept out to sea
Underneath these crushing waves Of anxiety
Trapped in a deluded society
That wants to see you and me
Brought right to our knees
So God help me please
If I dance with my devils
Under the pale moonlight
In the middle of the night
If this feels wrong
Then how do I feel right
What can I say
Except that I'm grateful to God
I thank Him every fucking day
For putting Jesus in my heart
The devils in my head
The former wants to save me
But the latter wants me dead
So you see, there's two sides to me
My darkness and my light
Two halves of a single whole
Locked in an eternal tug of war
For my tortured tattered
Beaten and battered soul
Some days even I'm kinda Surprised that I'm still alive
So I try to strive to not only Survive but to thrive
And reach for the sky
Even when I'm being beckoned By a force to be reckoned
Now give me a second
Get ready to revel
We're taking this to a whole new Level
Come and find me in the shadows Where I like to dance with my Devils
So God help me please
If I dance with my devils
Under the pale moonlight in the Middle of the night
If this feels wrong feels wrong
How do I feel right
If I dance with my devils
Under the pale moonlight
In the middle of the night
If this feels wrong
How do I feel right
Credits
Writer(s): Joseph Schuck
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