The devil has made a fool out of me, again.
The devil has made a liar out of me, again;
seems I’ve got no control and the good Lord
has let me go. I can’t remember having so
much trouble breathing. It feels like my heart
is going to let go. The devil has had his way
with me again, and seems like there was nothing
I could do. Cappuccino breakfast can’t save me.
All these diamonds and gold can’t make the devil
go away. Where is the Lord when I need him. I
should have reached out to him before I went down
the path to the devil.