i spoke to the devil and he said he would save me Lyrics

I spoke to the devil and he told me everything would be okay

To take his hand, that he was eager to show me his own way

To glory, to all the things that I could have ever wanted

But, could he save me from the demons he sent for me to be haunted

I spoke to the devil and he smiled very wide

He said "Felix, this isn't the way that you should live every day inside"

"You should be rich, have plenty and never worry about the end"

But, how could I live happily ever after when death is my only friend

I wonder his first impression of me

Was it that I can't seem to be helped

Was it that I'm a lost soul, drowning in depression and dissolving myself

Or was it that I'm strong

A worthy soul to become part of an army of evil - shit

I'm just thankful to belong

I spoke to the devil and he said to "come with me"

"If you disregard your previous memories

Then I can make you who you want to be"

"I can change everything about you"

"I promise that you can trust me

You no longer have a reason not to, you see"

I spoke with God the following day

He told me the lies that the Devil spreads are not to be trusted

He encroaches on weary souls with nothing left to lose

And nowhere left to go

He slides himself into their lives and he's the main source of interruption

You cannot trust him

Do not give into what he speaks

My child, I am the bringer of all things good in this world

And if you turn against me

I will ensure that your body is left for the vultures

And your soul suffers for eternity

Who is it that I should trust

Is it the person that promises me the very things that my heart beats for

Or, is it the person everyone says is safe

Do they really have my best interest at hand

Or am I just another pawn to use

Make haste

For time is merely a construct that I don't have a lot left of

Trees will continue to grow and waves will continue to crash

While I will be left to rot in a place

That I couldn't wait to spend the rest of my life in

And now I'm claustrophobic and this coffin doesn't have enough space

We're all searching for a purpose in life

And I'm left to feel that mine doesn't have one

Everyone wants to live the future of sex, drugs, and rock and roll

And I just want to find the one that I'm still breathing in

Who can help me find that

Is there anyone alive that can handle me or am

I just someone that was destined to suffer

While people are out here enjoying their lives

Buying homes, building families, and partying

I'm here trying to make myself get out of bed and remember to eat

God dammit, where's the peace