He's coming for me.
All the screams of pain
Was all apart of his game.
He wanted me to suffer
He said so himself.
The devils coming for me finally after living on this hell.
Maybe you'll see it as cutting myself,maybe he will set it up a different way.
The truth is iv never been myself, my body was here, my souls in hell.
He's knocking at my door and I'm going to let him in, for my time has come my dearest friend. So I'll open the door with a smile and hold out my wrist because me and the devil are doing what I have missed. So with a true and final goodbye,I'll walk away hand in hand with the devil and a smile, one I could never find.
