From a demon to a good son
Is there a way that I can hide, from the women that carries hell?
From the last narcotic motel
Me? I wanna fly, turning up the Satan
Me? I wanna die, turning up the Satan
From a demon to a good son
See your life seems so arranged: convertible, second hand brain
Me? I wanna fly turning up the Satan
Me? I wanna die turning up the Satan
You? You wanna hide and cover your sins
Me? I wanna die turning up the Satan
I should have seen him for coming
I heard him stalking, stunning, morning, new star falling