Lyrics

This New Devilry

We're sold...everyone in every way
Unless you're in the club, you have no say...hell no

I writhe in these sheets of mud
Watching dreams turning green to blood.
I'm staying up
Won't let them dig this bed
Or serve these ones who've signed away my head

Do you see all the people?
Slipping on the noose.
Counting on you people!
Slipping on the noose.
Do you see all the people?
Slipping on the noose.
Well I'm wide, I'm wide awake.

Mama said “I can't justify it son..
They're keeping warm a new uniform in the front
No, don't you sign up!”

So keep up, step up and add it up you
or be dead
Don't swim too near the crooked thread
They're not your friend, but pretend to be
and obligate you once they bait you
This paper claims your fame is guaranteed
until you start to bleed

Do you see all the people?
Slipping on the noose.
Counting on you people!
Slipping on the noose.
Do you see all the people?
Slipping on the noose.
Well I'm wide, I'm wide awake.

I'm staying up and stepping up.