I don’t know the devil
but I know his ways I’m
familiar with deception and the
patterns of disgrace so strap me down or turn me loose it’s sad but it’s true I’m
overdue a jolt more power to my elbows more gleam on my machine I’m not strung out I’m just down but there’s a cure for those blues stashed in your arms
I had to bend I
had no choice I’m a man of straw a fool for hire I dry my eyes and blow my nose I caught a chill from deep inside baby, I’m hurt can you heal my wounds? I forgot how to fly so I’m learning to fall do you think god truly loves us? coz I reached out but he doesn’t answer my calls
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