“ they said “you ruined a life—you pissed on a prize”
it’s still pulling your knuckles to your palm
(fucking conscience is siding with the wrong side)
you know the devil’s not deep—no, no, he’s brushing your cheek
and hearing him breathe you remember a song
it’s still pulling your knuckles to your palm
(fucking conscience is siding with the wrong side)
you know the devil’s not deep—no, no, he’s brushing your cheek
and hearing him breathe you remember a song
