Devil's Dime

Down to the destitute
Make sure they see what you do
Sit back and hand out the good
It can only be good for you

And you talk the talk baby hold on
Watch you walk the walk like it ain't no thing

The time's come to reign it in
White lies just compound the sin
Can't recall what you're playing for
Hop skip jump to the jungle floor
And you call it for the last time
In a junkie's perfect firing line

And you talk the talk baby hold on
It won't save your soul from the devil's dime
Yeah
Here we go

Lying on your bed alone
Long way from what you call home
Thinking back to the way it was
Sick sad lies to fill up the time
The drink don't kill the rhyme like the old times
The pills don't have the vibe they just make you cry
They just make you cry
Yeah

Cause you talk the talk baby hold on
Cause you talk the talk baby hold on
Cause you talk the talk baby hold on
It won't save your soul from the devil's dime
Cause you talk the talk baby hold on
It won't save your soul from the devil's dime
From the devil's dime
From the devil's dime
From the devil's dime
From the devil's dime
From the devil's dime
From the devil's dime
From the devil's dime
From the devil's dime



Credits
Writer(s): Brandon Davids
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