I copied Dedicated. This was my initial entry for the lyrics competition, but then my muse decided to get up off her lazy arse and start making some music. ---------- The Road To The Devil And I try my best to hide behind A wall with furious, blank eyes But you look so deep and see so well What I in vain attempt to hide And to my shock you join me In drinking the night away But, unlike me, stay one step ahead And don’t stagger through the day You tell me to stop And I won’t You tell me to drop And I won’t But if you tell me to try I’ll break down and cry I’ll do what you say don’t One taste of my confidante Jack D And I’m all set to go You tell me that he’s destroying me You don’t understand, I already know I’m not on the path to redemption I cut across the field of truth I don’t have an angel No one’s going to save me From doing what you say don’t The road to the Devil Is tired, but steady And the pebbles so sharp that they hurt You say you can’t breathe For the smoke that’s surrounding me Is choking your innocent lungs So I offer you a cig Just a small one, be quick But you refuse You think it is wrong So define to me What is this ‘wrong’ Is it a built-in sense that you have? I may, at one time Have known the wrong from the right But now, that sixth sense is gone So I cave, once in a while What’s the problem with one little fix It’s not as if I live my life stoned I don’t overdose nightly Don’t inject to be mighty So I can beat on the young and the old At least I don’t meet in dark corners With the dealer that lives down the street I’m not the shadow that follows your footsteps Who jumps you when you try and rest your feet I’m not the face you see in your nightmares I’m not the scream that echoes in your dreams I’m not the little voice telling you to commit sins I’m not the reason you are afraid to sleep I’m not on the path to redemption I cut across the field of truth I can’t honestly say I have a spirit That is telling me what to do I know no one is going to save me I see that you are trying so hard But before I go, I want you to know That I love you with all of my heart You tell me to stop And I won’t You tell me to drop And I won’t But if you tell me to try I’ll break down and cry I’ll do what you say don’t The road to the Devil is withered and old And I don’t know how long I can take it The ground is so hot, it burns your skin And I don’t know how long I can fake it ----------------- Multi-coloured cookies and jellybeans to everyone who comments No, that's not bribery.