Same Devil

(album: Your Life Is A Record - 2020)

There's a guy selling baggies by a telephone pole
To a dime bag girl who's gonna sell her soul
On a corner, round the corner from where her mama sits
Waiting on a call she hopes she never gets
And there's a boy by a locker white knuckles his bag
Hoping that bully picks that other fag
Hiding in the closet playing pretend
For a sunday morning sermon daddy preaching on a sin

Same train, different track
Different mama, same heart attack
Same bullet, different gun
Different cross, same son
Same hell, different levels
Different demons (Different demons)
Same devil

There's a suit wearing snake with a million dollar smile
Shaking hands with a rat just across the aisle
You voted for the snake and I voted for the rat
They're rolln' in the dough we're fighting for scraps

Same crazy, different brain
Different drug, same vein
Same bottle, different proof
Different lie, same old truth
Everybody got some kind of Hell
Just different levels
Different demons (Different demons)
Same devil

He don't knock (He don't knock), he walks right in (He walks right in)
And if you're not watching you'll run, right into him

Same wrong, different right
Different tunnel, same bright light
Everybody looking for God on every level
Different demons (Different demons)
Same damn devil