(Oooooooh Aaaaaah ooooooh aaaaaah ooooooh ooooooh aaaaaaah)
Devil on our backs. Always talking smack. Don't you hear? Always whispering in your ear. Get out of our heads. Enough is enough said. All our blood has been bled. Your ego has been fed.
My wife may seem insane but something' s broken in her brain. That long hot day is to blame.
A flash of chrome in the sun. Then the dirty deed was done.
The children that she bore were knocking at death's door. Guess, her mind couldn't take anymore.
One meant for the grave. The other has been scathed. A life filled with pain. Nothing will ever be the same.
After that gruesome sight. Who could sleep at night? Behind closed eyes, hoping that what replays is all lies.
(Honey, take your pill. Think how much better you will feel.)
Devil on our backs. Always talking smack. Don't you hear? Always whispering in your ear. Get out of our heads. Enough is enough said. All our blood has been bled. Your ego has been fed.
What a burden I carry. Doesn't even feel like I am married. It's been seven long years. I think it's time to switch gears. Time to face my fears.
An affair? I wouldn't dare? (Why should you even care?) My wife is barely there,
For me. That's why HE------------- ooooooh aaaaaaah oooooooh ooooooh yeah-
Took the reins. My life has totally changed. She only has herself to blame. How do I face all of my shame?
We all needed time to heal. Some of us could deal- but time has revealed, what our futures hold. Those kids should have never been on that road. All those summers ago.
Death will eventually come to claim, the only child that remains. In a dark world we wonder, while the sly one, he plunders. Time still marches on, til' who we once were is gone.
Only to do it all again and go back to where it begins. What will happen this time? The future is mine.
Devil on our backs. Always talking smack. Don't you hear? Always whispering in your ear. Get out of our heads. Enough is enough said. All our blood has been bled and your ego has been fed.
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