eyes. Satan got you by the heel, there's a bird's nest in your hair. Do you have any faith at all? Do you have any love to share? The way that you hold your head, cursin' God with every move, Ooh, I can't stand it, I can't stand it, What are you tryin' to prove? Dead man, dead man, When will you arise? Cobwebs in your mind, Dust upon your eyes. The glamour and the bright lights and the politics of sin, The ghetto that you build for me is the one you end up in, The race of the engine that ov (xguitar.com)
