Im not sure what Im looking for anymore
I just know that Im harder to console
I dont see who Im trying to be instead of me
But the key is a question of control

Can you say what youre trying to play anyway
I just pay while youre breaking all the rules
All the signs that I find have been underlined
Devils thrive on the drive that is fueled

All this running around, well its getting me down
Just give me a pain that Im used to
I dont need to believe all the dreams you conceive
You just need to achieve something that rings true

Theres a hole in your soul like an animal
With no conscience, repentance, oh no
Close your eyes, pay the price for your paradise
Devils feed on the seeds of the soul

I cant conceal what I feel, what I know is real
No mistaking the faking, I care
With a prayer in the air I will leave it there
On a note full of hope not despair

All this running around, well its getting me down
Just give me a pain that Im used to
I dont need to believe all the dreams you conceive
You just need to achieve something that rings true Las

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