DON'T LOOK DOWN. Lyrics

The tendrils in my head are growing back again

God, what a fucked up, fucked mental image

Those two are tying up my guts

Meaning well, but shucks

It's mortifying

Can't breathe without the cryin'

Can't live without the dyin' (dyin')

I don't play this court so often

Where the glass I walk on bare is sharpened

Just for me (me, me)

Me

Well I know the devil's got me on his mind

The devil's got me on his mind

The devil's got me on his mind

Am I somethin' special?

No

Speed-run your emotions, baby

From "I should be happy" to "wow this is shitty"

And it's not gonna be you, and that's gotta be

It's not gonna be you, and that's gotta be okay

It's okay (it's okay)

I've been tuggin' on the reins of my own expectations

Riding on the wave of an ocean

That's drying up by the second

Tastes like redemption

When I open my lungs up to drown

And I hear a whisper saying don't look down

Because the devil's got you on his mind

The devil's got you on his mind

The devil's got you on his mind

But baby, you're also on Mine