Fake Problems - Level With The Devil lyrics

Well, maybe God has a plan for me
I could really use some divinity
But, if that doesn’t map it'self out
I guess, I’m gonna really have to man up
And

Watch out for the Devil
Mama says he’s got his eye on me
"These songs you’ve been writing
Well, me and Jesus don’t approve"
Get over it
Well, it seems you’re really nervous about
All the sexy drugs that you’re so
Convinced I do so much of
And I appreciate the concern
But, I’m kind of insulted now
What kind of person do you think I am?

You’re absolutely terrified about the
Roof over my head
And you count to yourself every day
The ways I’ll wind up dead
And I’ve tried and tried reluctantly to
Do what that good book says
But this won’t be the first
That I play pretend and

Watch out for the Devil
Mama says he’s got his army out for me
"All of these songs you’ve been writing
Well, me and God don’t approve" so over

It is getting to the point you say
You cry for weeks on end
And I never wanted that
So let’s take it down and
Sugarcoat every last word instead of lyrics
From now I’ll just hum every verse I

Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo
Doo doo doo doo doo
Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo
Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo
And I hate repeating myself
Release after release
This reel to reel is nothing
More than a diary
And I know I must be responsible
I just need myself to know
How honest I can be, ooh

Watch out for the Devil
Yeah, I know you think he’s already got me
But these songs I’ve been writing
Are the only thing that keeps me pure
Away from evil

Do you believe in me?
Do you believe in anything?
Are you gonna to sleep tonight with
A bible under your bed?

Oh, come on