I have to spit the devil
Who is lying trough my throat
I have to spit the devil
He drinks my brain with a straw
He smokes my vocal cords
I have a volcano taste under my tongue
And I also set fire in the hair
Of an old lady standing on the subway
She looks like a fire dog, and I love it
I have a tear of poison under my tongue
Flowing under my lashes, on my cheek
It burns like an acid made with my jealousy
She looks like a fire dog, and I love it
I have to spit the devil
'Cause it devours my confidence in me
He drinks it with a straw
He smokes and burn it quiet
Lying through my throat
My devil, my devil /x2
I have to spit the devil /x3
My devil, my devil /x2