 I got too much on my mind
Yeah, so play that thing in a different style
Caught on a hook and a line
Yeah they couldn't use and drive me outta my mind
Cause I'm down
So punch me in the decals
And see which of my teeth tells
The honour and things I can prove
Who put the devil in you?
I got too much on my mind
I cross my chest, keep myself in line
Revealing the water from wine
I've wasted years looking for somewhere to hide
Looking down
Just kick me where the sun shines
In memory of the hard times
And bashing out the amateur blues
Yeah, who put the devil in you?
I'm finding out where my head's at
Like loose change in a laundromat
Two's get through
From Dallas Crane to Motley Crue
Yeah, but I know
Just why I'm masquerading
And why my tracks have stayed there
Bashing out the amateur blues
Who put the devil in you?
I hid all the speed in my shoe
Now, who put the devil in you?
Cause you know we're going out there again
I'm just throwing my trust to the wind
We're going beat this damn thing to the end
And then kiss it off, hey!
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