Too Many Devils

(album: The Bronx - 2003)

A suicide at the 7-11
Blood on the lotto machine
Eyes glazed like a mirror to heaven
I'm always off by a number god damn you!

There's nothing left for me to sacrifice
In this living hell
Everybody's got their devils
But I'm on another level

These desperate times are nothing new
There's a part of me that's crazier than you
All these devils they control my every move
And you would not believe the things they make me do

Yeah

Annihilation on LSD, a new reality
You're the one, you're the one for me
So photogenic, schizophrenic, it's an epidemic

These desperate times are nothing new
There's a part of me that's crazier than you
All these devils they control my every move
And you would not believe the things they make me do

I got too many devils
I got too many devils

These desperate times are nothing new
There's a part of me that's crazier than you
All these devils they control my every move
And you would not believe the things they make me do

Yeah

I got too many devils
I got too many devils