The devil comes and I try to stall and soon my subconscious and conscious might start to brawl. And I put up my walls
And they begin to fall as this cunning demon takes me as it

voodoo doll.
Darkness sets in as the horns start to grow
Suddenly I become somebody I dont know .

What do I do? This body’s temple of doom

What can I say? Make all of this go away.
I got many different names,but to you it’s all the same .
I be the crawlin in your skin,I be the reason 4 your sin .
I be the cunning in your charm,and I be the needle in your arm
Call me once might let you got,call me twice.

Mind playin tricks on me. I'm paranoid ,homie .
Nobody know what I'm going through. God,I’m so lonely
I know I’m loosin it
I’m hearing..wispering
Somebody’s watching me,clockin me,hear my heart tickin’
Worshiping to gods can get you in deep
Crystal ball show you things you’re not supposed to see.....