The devil comes and I, I try to and I Soon my subconscious and might start to brawl And I put up my walls, and I, and they begin to As this cunning demon me as it voodoo doll and I
Darkness in as the horns start to grow Suddenly I become somebody I don't
Whoa, what do I do? This bodys a of doom Whoa, can I say? To, oh, make all of this go away
I got different names, but to you its all the same I be the crawlin' in skin, I be the reason for your sin I be the cunning in charm and I be the needle in your arm Call me might let you got but call me twice and then I'm get ya
Mind playin' on me, I'm paranoid, homie Nobody know what I'm through God, Im so lonely I Im loosin' it, Im hearing, whispering Somebodys watching me, clockin' me, hear my tickin
Worshiping two can get you in deep Crystal ball show you youre not supposed to see
Whoa, do I do? This bodys a temple of doom Whoa, what can I say? To, oh, make all of this go
You know Im for ya You know I'm get ya, I said, I'm gonna get ya You know Im comin' for ya, you see Im for ya You know I'm get ya, I said, I'm gonna get ya
You Im comin' for ya, you see Im comin' for ya You know I'm gonna get ya, I said, I'm get ya You know Im comin' for ya, you see Im for ya You know I'm gonna get ya, I said, I'm get ya