Forrister - Shakedown (The Bootscoot Breakdown) lyrics

The devil's got a hold on me Grab my wrists and bind my feet together Oh, God, you tie me like a fetter But I hope the medicine makes me better for you Oh, God, you tie me like a fetter But I hope the medicine makes me better for you, me better for you God, I know you try your best but there's a war inside my chest and I'm losing God, I know you try your best but there's a war inside my chest and I'm losing The devil's got a hold on me Grab my wrists and bind my feet together But ain't no devil got a hold on me!