Grieves - Let The Devil In lyrics

Got 35 notches on the belt
Fire in the sky with 5 records on the
Shelf Stress related symptoms in my health
Said I couldn't take it with me Watch
Me drag it all to hell then
I pour another bottle on my grave
Ain’t nobody care about you when you
Step up off this stage
Plus the doc told me, I should count my days
Said the poison in my body's like
A bullet to the face
Yeah I am going off, bitch I'm going off
Pressure hangin’ round my neck
Like a holy cross turned that lightin' in a
Bottle into Molotovs
Pain tatted on me like a
Motherfuckin' coat of arms
If you thought that it was
Different then you goin' soft
Everybody knows go and play
The Leonard Cohen song
Bad days, long lights and strong medicine
If you can hear it knockin' you
About to let the devil in

It'll be a cold day in hell (lets go)
Ain't nobody ringing my bell
Glow like the sun, but I run in the night
They let a devil grab a hold of the mic
(killa) it'll be a cold day in hell, lets go
Ain’t nobody ringing my bell
Glow like the sun, but I run in the night
They let a devil grab a hold of the mic

Yo, that’s 35 trips around the sun
Runnin' outta gas with 9 bullets in my gun
(count ’em)
That shadow on my shoulder weighs a ton
Y'all pretend like my experience with
Hell was just for fun (nah)
Don't take me to the river with my sins
Ain't a man alive without them
You can write that in my skin
Plus the preacher told me
Time was runnin’ thin
Said if I don't make a change
They won't ever let me in
Yeah I'm going mad, bitch I'm going mad
That stress feelin' like I'm
Walkin' over broken glass
I slap a reverend in the
Face with an open hand
Swollen glands growin' in my neck
Like a watered plant
If you thought i couldn't make it
Then you full of trash
Blindin' motherfuckers like a glare
From a solar flash
It's bad days long lights and strong medicine
If you can here me knocking then you
About to let the devil in

It'll be a cold day in hell (lets go)
Ain't nobody ringing my bell
Glow like the sun, but I run in the night
They let a devil grab a hold of the mic
(killa) it'll be a cold day in hell, lets go
Ain't nobody ringing my bell
Glow like the sun, but I run in the night
They let a devil grab a hold of the mic