My hand to God

I didn't mean to

After all of what we've been through

Men come in different shades

It's how we're made

The little house on Ellis Drive

Is where I felt most alive

The oak tree covered that old fort

I miss it, Lord

I miss it, Lord These blood red eyes

Don't see so good

But what's worse is if they could

Would I change my ways?

Wasted times

And broken dreams

Violent colors so obscene

Is all I see these days

These days Watch what you say

The devil is listening

He's got ears that you wouldn't believe

And brother once you go to him

It's your soul you can never, never, never retrieve These blood red eyes

Don't see so good

But what's worse is if they could

Would I change my ways?

Wasted times

And broken dreams

Violent colors so obscene

Is all I see these days

These days