Walk With the Devil Lyrics & Tabs by Slaine
Walk With the Devil
guitar chords lyrics
[Verse 1:]
This'll not be the last time that I feel like the world's falling on me
It's not the first either, I got the worst fever with no health insurance
To see no nurse neither and water ain't the only thing that I'm thirsty for
My throat hurts but the pain in my heart hurts deeper
I feel like God cursed me for no reason in a cold season
Eating Ramen noodles twice a day (getting fat)
I can't live my life this way, got rid of the habit for hydros and drug he said
But sometimes it comes back rearing it's ugly head
Don't let 'em fool you, that motherfucker would love me dead
Left me broke, sleeping in a park instead of a bed
And when my mind gets ahead of my head
I start thinking of a metal Beretta with lead
And a picture of myself as a boy with a letter that said,
"Remember me like this 'cause this man is better off dead! "
I start thinking of a metal Beretta with lead
And a picture of myself as a boy with a letter that said,
"Remember me like this 'cause this man is better off dead! "
Than this louse sitting on a couch in a house
With the hands on a clock moving slowly
And a mouse is the only thing keeping me from being lonely
I got homies that's dead, some are in jail
Base heads trapped in a room and some are that pale
I hate this shit, yo I gotta get out because it makes me sick
It makes me strong, you cannot break me bitch
[Chorus: x2]
Man, I walk with the devil talking to God
Murder stories in this purgatory coughing up lungs
And I will not break, I will not fall
This is just another rhyme that I wrote on my wall
[Verse 2:]
I write about my surroundings so if it sounded dire
Come on everybody, gather round my fire
You can stand away so you won't burn your skin
And become as vermin as him and watch me turn into sin
My words are darkened, my candles are burning so dim
That when you look in the mirror you might turn into him
Sermons and hymns so mister our father
And if I feel you're relating to what I'm saying I spit my bars harder
Scarred from not a lot of hope, proud of my ability to cope
Soak in Heineken and Philly smoke
And my words are probably ugly as a billy goat
Still he wrote each word, squeezed out a steely throat
Shit is really dope, I came a long way, it's been a long day
Slaine don't stop now, your crew was counting on you
God showed me how hard I had to work for it
I really want it
[Chorus x2]
