Dancing with the devil
Another performance- I pick up my guitar real slow.
Spotlights drowning faces, feeling the energy grow.
A belly full of whiskey an empty bottle of rye.
A thousand voices in a raising roar, waiting to see me fly.
The band kicks in, the walls start to shake.
Words leave my mouth like a beautiful mistake.
My guitar is on fire, electric fever running through my veins.
Hello, old friend, we dance in flames.
My music is intoxicating. The stage is a blaze.
Tearing up the script, burning the words on the page.
You sing my anthem but don't see me.
A contract signed in blood wanting to be free.
I am fighting my demons, trying to walk the line.
Break free from the darkness clouding my mind.
Gonna free myself from the belly of the beast.
Save myself from temptation's feast.
On stage I'm a serpent in the flashing light.
I weave my spell night after night.
Made a deal with the devil but I've served him way too long.
Laid my crown in the dirt where it don't belong.
Redemption is a hard road for a sinner like me...
Gonna break these chains Gonna set myself free...gonna set myself free.
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