When everything seems to come my way
When things seem to rot away
Possessed by some type of ghouls
Inside an angel calls
But still we turn the f*ck away!
And when the sun goes down
Staring and turning away
And when the stars shine bright
You summon the demons
And when things go well
The devil seems to call
Temptations, Lust, and Alcohol!
And when the sun goes down
Staring and turning away
And when the stars shine bright
You summon the demons
And when things go well
The devil seems to call
Temptations, Lust, and Alcohol!
And when things go well
The devil seems to call
Temptations, Lust, and Alcohol!
(Guitar solo)