If I could meet the Devil again
I have to prepare myself
So far we've been a good match
But I will no longer go left
After Death
Walking on my red shoes
I lost my red roots
My evil feelings are gone
But I could get them
I'm important to a lot of people
I don't smoke crack
I lost it, I lost my evil self
But I, but I can bring it back any time
My roots which are red
Not a saint and not an angel
But still a lifesaver
If I get into trouble
I have to dig up my worst self
Comes back with a double
Walking on my red shoes
I lost my red roots
This is the real me
Don't doubt me
My evil feelings are gone
But I could get them
I'm important to a lot of people
I don't smoke crack
I lost it, I lost my evil self
But I, but I can bring it back any time
My roots which are red
