It's getting too dark 'round the road
It's getting too black now to see
We're going above in a group
The think that it's happening to me
My mouth is shut tight on this secret
You want a big souvenir
You got to be there to believe it
And now it's here, yeah
The first time the devil made me do it
The second time I did it all on my own
It's the big ones that scares the small ones away
It's the big demons that hold the little devils at bay
Exist to destroy, destroy to exist
I guess I was born with the wrong bag of tricks
Big ones, all the way
Poisoned, pissed on and used
But two years ahead with the truth
Meeting a man without feet
He'll never complain about shoes
And now everything's getting louder
Hey, you're face to face with yourself
The sparkling of your giant laughter
Hey, all by yourself, yeah
The first time the devil made me do it
The second time I did it all on my own
It's the big ones that scares the small ones away
It's the big demons that hold the little devils at bay
Exist to destroy, destroy to exist
I guess I was born with the wrong bag of tricks
Big ones, all the way
It's the big ones that scares the small ones away
It's the big demons that hold the little devils at bay
Exist to destroy, destroy to exist
I guess I was born with the wrong bag of tricks
Big ones, all the waaaaaaay…
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