The Devil Inside

By Invectrum

Released on October 14, 2020

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Haha, yeah, yo

I been here for years leavin' scuffs on the walls

With a monkey on my back always busting my balls

And sometimes I drink 'til I can’t function at all

And go from sprinting to a sluggish winded run to a crawl

Watch the devil waterboard me with a 40 of rum

Foot planted on my chest like Captain Morgan, I’m drunk

And a drunk man's words are a sober mans thoughts

I just tossed an empty bottle with an overhand lob

Watch it mimic my reality and shatter to oblivion

I drink until I'm stupid just to pander to the simians

It's in my DNA down to the patterns of my fingerprints

And dates back to giving blankets out to Indians

So, blackin' out could be a giant bloody mess

Like holdin' back a zombie tryin to bite a chunk of flesh

Except you're fightin' with your friend up in a violent punching fest

Where you can catch a glimpse of evil when his eyes when nothing left

When the lights fade to black and I’m ready to die

You can stare into my empty and malevolent eyes

Put your hand on my shoulder but I’ve left for the night

Knock knock, who’s there? It’s the Devil inside

When the lights fade to black and I’m ready to die

You can stare into my empty and malevolent eyes

Put your hand on my shoulder but I’ve left for the night

Knock knock, who’s there? It’s the Devil inside

If no-one takes your keys away you're D.O.A. for real

You'll meet your maker screamin' Jesus take the wheel

'Cause the devil wants to leave you in a heap of mangled steel

Where the jaws of life retrieve you just to be a maggots meal

This ain't a joke I've had it happen to a friend or two

When bad decisions add up fast and that's the end of you

One took a corner quick and rolled into a ditch

The other dove off of a bridge and imploded all his ribs

We pour out liquor for the fallen as a tribute

But this is quite the opposite of solving any issues

Instead we end up bitter as we wallow when we miss you

And add on to our problems with a bottle and continue

It's so ironic, what a sick poetic justice

In vicious circle spinnin' like a misdirected compass

Some will push a needle into skin, inject a substance

While others tend drink until their intellect is stunted

When the lights fade to black and I’m ready to die

You can stare into my empty and malevolent eyes

Put your hand on my shoulder but I’ve left for the night

Knock knock, who’s there? It’s the Devil inside

When the lights fade to black and I’m ready to die

You can stare into my empty and malevolent eyes

Put your hand on my shoulder but I’ve left for the night

Knock knock, who’s there? It’s the Devil inside

So inebriated, I can barely write a track

Drown another problem in another pint of jack

Predisposed to raisin hell, there ain't no fightin' that

I was born to bite the bullet 'til the bullet bite me back

Sick despite the fact I was a vaccinated a child

Because I drank a fifth of Jack and then I ran a naked mile

Woke up in a bathroom on the laminated tile

Spillin' bitter laughter from a liquor saturated smile

Bleeding fire water, whiskey marinated bile

In my pickled liver, liquid dinner aftertaste is vile

Tequila on the mind, imaginations wild

Throw me on the incapacitated pile

Liberate my demons and I greet 'em with a frown

'Til I'm sleepin in the street but think I'm dreamin' on a cloud

A litre of the crown's all I need and I can drown

In a liquid lullaby to sweep my feet up off the ground, like

When the lights fade to black and I’m ready to die

You can stare into my empty and malevolent eyes

Put your hand on my shoulder but I’ve left for the night

Knock knock, who’s there? It’s the Devil inside

When the lights fade to black and I’m ready to die

You can stare into my empty and malevolent eyes

Put your hand on my shoulder but I’ve left for the night

Knock knock, who’s there? It’s the Devil inside