the devil came to me

just a little song i wrote

the devil's been talkin to me in my sleep again tonight
i believe he's tellin me the wrong from the right
lay down and i take a trip to where i'm not quite sure
but what i do know is it'll be dangerous and there is no cure

14 days traveling through hell
with a pick in my pocket and no story to tell
look towards the sky and i see nothing
but i look down and the world seems something.......something......

well you know i died and cant explain why, not tonight
but the devil's on my back raisin me for another fight
angels weep and fall towards the ground
shattered wings and hollow faces to never be found

28 days travelin through hell
with a joint in my pocket and i aint lookin to sell
look towards the sky and the feathers fall so gently
the brutal truth is the deaths are caused by me........caused by me......

thirsty for more but i close my bedroom door
i try to fall asleep for i know the devil has much more
but before i fall asleep i take a long drag of this beautiful weed
high as an angel fallin to the ground, let me dream again satan....let me see.................