Teksty: Lucciana Costa. Last Chance For A Pony. Devil's Currency.

You made a deal with the devil
But you had no soul
So you traded him favors
Was I part of that? Was I part of that?
You tripped and fell when you made the mistake
Of looking back
Was I part of that? Was I part of that?

I could sit here all day
Playin? in the sand
See that hole for my head?
I dug it with my own hands

Ooh

Walking tightrope wires
Playing with lions and fire
It?s just a matter of time before you get burned
See that man over there?
Please try not to stare
And remember the one that broke your heart

I could sit here all day
Playin? in the sand
See that hole for my head?
I dug it with my own hands

You made a deal with the devil
But you had no soul
So you traded him favors
Was I part of that? Was I part of that?
You tripped and fell when you made the mistake
Of looking back
Was I part of that? Was I part of that?

I could sit here all day
Playin? in the sand
See that hole for my head?
I dug it with my own hands

Ooh

(Thanks to Lucciana for these lyrics)