I'm sliding on my back, and I'm reaping what I sow

Though I could tell you what you want to hear, i'll tell you what I know

About the times, they are a'changing, and they're only getting worse

Someday my ticket out of here's gonna be the coffin on the hearse



The devil's on my back and he ain't cutting me no slack,

Girl, I would do everything within my power,

But my power's on the verge of heart attack



So I slip into the cracks, sifting abandon into sleep

Tonight, I will attack its people while you thrill me in my dreams

I'll wake up wanting more, desire is such a filthy chore

But besides, your loving's as sweet as a muffin, baby, so I know I'll be begging to score



Your crotch cocaine is laced with the drug of my descent

And regardless of whenever you may call, at any rate, I promise supplement

So start your engines, rev it, tread it, I'll be waiting soon

For your leapord-print crimson panties to drop in my leapord-print crimson room



The devil's on my ass, and he's inserting the glass

Girl, I would do everything within my power,

But my power's not enough to make it last



Devil's in my head and he's making me dream red

Girl, I would do everything within my power,

But my power's drowning in a pool of what it's bled



And so I plan the sneak attack, the mental collapse of the state

We are the hearts, us full of crimes and bars, and the crimes are always full of pain

Your enemies are mine when your lips suckin’ up on my red wine

And your body's tawdry, dotty, so the cannon fodder calls me to eschew its amplifying



The devil’s on my back and he ain’t cutting me no slack

Girl, I would do everything within my power, but my power’s

On the verge of heart attack



The devil’s in my head, and he’s making me dream red

Girl, I would do everything within my power, but my power’s

Drowning in a pool of what it’s bled



Well, I'm sliding on my back, and I'm reaping what I sowin'

Though I could tell you what you want to hear, i'll tell you what im knowin'

About the times, they are a'changing, and they're only getting worse

Someday my ticket out of here's gonna be the coffin on the hearse



The devil's on my back and he ain't cutting me no slack,

Girl, I would do everything within my power,

But my power's on the verge of heart attack



The devil's in my head, and he's making me dream red

Girl, I would do everything within my power,

But my power's drowning in a pool of what it's bled



Devil's on my horse, steering me off course

Girl, I would do everything within my power,

But my power's not enough to bring remorse



Devil's on my chin, slowly spreading his ugly grin

Girl, I would do everything within my power,

But my power's already way too deep in