(F)All you folks think you (C)own my life

(G)but (F)you nev er made an y (C)sac ri fice.

You think (F)De mons they are (C)on my trail.

(G)I’m (F)stand ing at the cross (C)roads of hell.

I (C)look to the left, I I look to the right.

(G)There are (F)hands that grab why me on (C)ev ’ry side.

(F)Mm

mm.

(F)Mm

mm.

(F)All you folks think I (C)got my price

(G)at (F)which I’ll er sell all y (C)that is mine.

You think (F)mon ey rules when (C)all else fails.

(G)Go (F)sell your soul the and (C)keep your shell.

I’m (C)trying to pro tect what I keep in the side,

(G)all the (F)rea sons grab why me I (C)live my life.

(F)Mm

mm.

(F)Mm

mm.

(G)Some (F)say the dev folks il be a (C)mys ti cal thing.

(G)I (F)say the dev will il he a (C)walk ing man.

(G)He a (C)fool, he a liar, mons go con jurer and a thief.

He (G)try to (F)tell you what you want, try to (C)tell you what you need.

(F)Mm

mm.

(F)Mm

mm.

Stand ing at the point,

the road it cross you down.

What is at your back?

Which way do you turn?

Who will come

to (G)find you first?

Your dev ils or your gods?

(F)Mm.

(F)Save my soul, (C)save my self.

(G)I’ll (F)Save my soul, (C)save my self.

(G)I’ll