Devil on my shoulder
• Written by Anonymous
Anonymous's Notes
Write for fun as a hobby.
Do you ever sit and listen to the lyrics of a song?
But it ends so fast when you wanit to prolong
The lyrics so familiar, so easy to relate
The headphones are on, as the mind escapes
But it just ain't right and I ain't dismissing
From what I've heard before, there's something missing
Yeah I know the answer, I'm just tryna ignore
You wanit to be the same, the same as before.
The interweaving feelings are having a brawl
Just go to sleep and don't make the call
The devil on my shoulder
Well he started out small
But he now whispers in my ear
'Just do it you fool'
Yeah, I'm tryna keep the Demons at bay
But they don't let me sleep
They just play on replay
I'm twisting and turning
Until I obey
I use to fight it and keep it away
But I see your back, your here to stay
I tell myself it'll be just the one day
As those addictive tendencies now outweigh
Those previous feelings I use to restrain
Releasing the dopamine to activate the brain
I mix her up with some Mary-Jane
To create mind magic, some David Blaine
Yeah, The interweaving feelings are having a brawl
Just go to sleep and don't make the call
The devil on my shoulder
Well he started out small
But he now whispers in my ear
'Just do it you fool'
That inner wolf, I used to have tamed
Can no longer resist the lamb
He ponders, waiting, he's ashamed
As he opens up the gram
A joint, a line, a couple o' cans
The minds not restricted
He's on the autobahn
There's no longer a limit
Reaching max speed
I sip my fosters
And puff on my weed
The sweat on the palm
The goosebumps and hair
Me hearts not calm
I'm almost there
Oh this music, it clears the fears
Creates the mask, that hides the tears
All my problems, they've disappeared
As the songs tell a story in my ears
Yeah, the interweaving feelings their having a rest
I ain't going to sleep, I'm listening to the best
The devil on my shoulder
Well he stands out tall
He whispers in my ear
'You made the right call'
The abuse on the mind will leave a scar
Can I heal the problem
Of a rock n roll star?
The beats, the strums of
The guitars, the drums
Yeah, it's heard so clearly
Work in the morning
But it's quarter to three
And it all feels worth it
While the mind is free
On an arctic monkeys album spree
Yeah, mr. Turner you're ever so smart
What I'm hearing, it's audio art
A modern day, mr Mozart
Put my hand to me chest to feel me heart
And the beating
It's speeding
But my brain wants re-feeding
That addictive needing
As the intertwining feelings
Are having a brawl
Just go to sleep and don't make the call
The devil on my shoulder
Well he started out small
But he whispers in my ear
'Just one more, you fool!'