The Devil Made Me

The devil made me 6 years from now.
Spat into his hand.
Mommy lent her memories,
helped him with his plan.
The devil knew me in mo(u)rning light
he was my milkman.
You would think he'd understand,
but he thinks i'm out of hand...
and i am... out of his hand.

Give me more life or die 'tween these pleasure model thighs.
Hel fool, can't you feel all i can do? Hear all i can do.

The devil lost his specticles
while snorting with the stork.
Now no one in los angeles
is scared of his pitchfork.
The devil made me on saint valentine's
then, left me on my own.
He thought it would be a deathblow
'cause he can't be alone.
But i'm strong as stone from being alone.

Give me more life or die 'tween these pleasure model thighs.
Hell fool, can't you see all i can do? Hear all i can do.

All of the moments i've
seen will be lost in time
like tears (in rain) from a faceless eye(i).

Give me more life or die 'tween these pleasure model thighs.
Hell fool, can't you feel all i can do? Hear all i can do.

Out of his hand...