Looking at the devil
Grinning at his gun
Fingers start shaking
I begin to run Thank you for letting me be myself again
Thank you for letting me be myself again Bullets start chasing
I begin to stop
We begin to wrestle
I was on the top I want to thank you for letting me be myself again
I want to thank you for letting me be myself again Thank you for the party
I could never stay
Many things is on my mind
Words in the way Thank you for letting me be myself again
Thank you for letting me be myself again Thank you for letting me be myself again
Thank you for letting me be myself again