Str8 to the Bottom

Visited by a daunting Old friend of mine An evil spirit thought I Had left behind Whispering nonsensical Things in my mind All tonight Voice is like a violin Playing slow Forcing men to violence Playing so Crazy what smiling faces Are capable Of tonight Taking my mind dragging me down Str8 to the bottom You don't know who they're coming for Creeping up around your door Slithering across the floor This is why People keep their Bibles under Their pillows People lock their doors and lock up Their windows Better be prepared for anything When those Demons rise I will love you your whole life Try to guide you through the darkest nights I've got demons myself I got to face these evil spirits And send them back to hell Taking my mind dragging me down Str8 to the bottom Taking my mind dragging me down Str8 to the bottom Str8 to the bottom Str8 to the bottom Again