Crossroads
All you folks think you own my lifeBut you never made any sacrificeDemons they are on my trailI'm standing at the crossroads of hellI look to the left, I look to the rightThere're hads that grab me on every side
All you folks think I got my priceAt which I'll sell all that is mineYou think money rules when all else failsGo sell your soul and keep you shellI'm trying to protect what I keep insideAll the reasons why I live my life
Some say the devil he a mystical thingI say the devil he a walking manHe a fool, he a liar, conjurer and a thiefHe try to tell you what you wantTry to tell you what you need
Standing at the pointThe road it cross you downWhat is at your backWhich way do you turnWho will come to find you firstYour devils or your gods
All you folks think you run my lifeSay I should be willing to compromiseI say all you demons go back to hellI'll save my soul, save myself