Lyrics

My Devil Does

My God don't drink whiskey on the rocks
He's never smoked a single cigarette
He doesn't feel the need to toke a little weed
The way my devil does

My God is early to bed and early to rise
He ain't raising Cain at all hours of the night
One thing he hates is pissin' `way the day
The way my devil does

It's a constant struggle to juggle the darkness and the light
I feel this tug on my sleeve pulling me to the other side
Sometimes I'm scared as hell, `cause no one knows me quite as well
As my devil does

My devil kneels down by the river of regret
He only wants a sip of water, but he winds up soaking wet
Almost like he likes the pain, Lord knows I can't explain
The things my devil does

CHORUS

(instrumental bridge)

My God takes chances, he ain't afraid of life
My devil takes chances, he ain't afraid to die
Is it any mystery who gets the best of me?


Will Hopkins