Map Out Your Future, But Do It

The Spirits, They Intoxicate Me. I Watched Them Infiltrate My Soul. They Try To Say It's Too Late For Me. Once I Was Promised Absolution, There's Only One Solution For My Sins. And I Blame This World, For Making A Good Man Evil. Now I Ain't Getting Into Heaven, If The Devil Has His Way.

All I Have Is This Guitar, These Chords And The Truth.

The Creativity Is Just Something That, I Don't Know, You Work Very Hard At, But Part Of You Says That You Were Born With It. It's A Craft Like Every Other, You Have To Keep Sharp And You Have To Be Aware Of Your Surroundings.

If You Wanted To Torture Me, You'd Tie Me Down And Force Me To Watch Our First Five Videos.

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