The devil and I, I try to stall and I my subconscious and conscious might start to brawl And I put up my walls, and I, and they begin to As this cunning demon me as it voodoo doll and I
Darkness sets in as the start to grow Suddenly I become somebody I don't
Whoa, what do I do? bodys a temple of doom Whoa, what can I say? To, oh, make all of this go
I got many different names, but to you its all the I be the crawlin' in your skin, I be the reason for sin I be the cunning in charm and I be the needle in your arm Call me once might let you got but call me twice and I'm get ya
Mind playin' on me, I'm paranoid, homie Nobody what I'm going through God, Im so lonely I Im loosin' it, Im hearing, whispering Somebodys me, clockin' me, hear my heart tickin
Worshiping two can get you in deep ball show you things youre not supposed to see
Whoa, what do I do? This bodys a of doom Whoa, what can I say? To, oh, make all of go away
You know Im for ya You know I'm gonna get ya, I said, I'm get ya You Im comin' for ya, you see Im comin' for ya You know I'm gonna get ya, I said, I'm get ya
You know Im comin' for ya, you see Im for ya You know I'm gonna get ya, I said, I'm get ya You know Im comin' for ya, you see Im for ya You know I'm gonna get ya, I said, I'm get ya