The Devil’s inside of me
and I like it.
Cactus boys & cactus girls
they are driving the I-10,
yeah they’re driving the I-10
and they’re crashing their cars
crashing their cars.
Faster than we
even see things
going far too
deep to perceive
why she’s smiling
in the deepest, darkest regions of, my hell!
Who’s driving?
Who is driving?
I saw my death in the rear view of your car
yeah, the police said it’s your fault
yeah, they’re saying it’s your fault.
Woke up in the deepest, darkest regions of real hell.
Now I’m driving,
now I’m driving the I-10.
Understanding
how I got here
Why it’s too hot
for anything
near my own heart.
Living apart from my own sin-cere dark hole.
This is far worse than anything that I could conjure whoa