Devil On My Shoulder

And I forget
When my heads messed up and my hand's bleeding again
Can't process
What happened last night but I've still ended up in bed

Signed my soul away
Seems nothing reals enough to stay for anyway
I guess the world is fake
Put my jacket on and walk through the next days

Paint my nails, shake up my hair
Put on new shoes, but got nothing to wear
Apart from the same old jeans
A worn out tee
Empty pockets get the best of me

I'm bored, you're gone
Can't stop pass me more
Roll one, up for
The road home pack it up

Burn it, the lights go on
Make me a broken god
Devil on my shoulder
No time to recover

So I Paint my nails, shake up my hair
Put on new shoes, but got nothing to wear
Apart from the same old jeans
A worn out tee
Empty pockets get the best of me



Credits
Writer(s): Kirin Rue-webb
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