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