Expedition To Perdition - Sons Of Texas

Vacant eyes that inhabit the mind

Empty words that can shatter the world

A simple act can complicate a man

Chase the fix and neglect the broken

Covet it and fuck the repercussions

Our dues will come regardless of our plans

Lord take the wheel, I’m hellbound again

The Devil’s pulling me into her den

I need to feel, she took my hand

The Devil’s got my idle time again

The Devil’s got my idle time again

Karma lies in the indulgence of sin

Blowing back the world starts to avenge

I’m truly fucked, to hell in a handbasket

My compass reads true north but I’m south

She pulls me close, my ear to her mouth

A proposition that I’m destined to regret

Lord take the wheel, I’m hellbound again

The Devil’s pulling me into her den

I need to feel, she took my hand

The Devil’s got my idle time again

The Devil’s got my idle time again

(Shut my mind off, kill the engine running idle,)

Vacant eyes that inhabit the mind

Empty words that can shatter the world

A simple act can complicate a man

Lord take the wheel, I’m hellbound again

The Devil’s pulling me into her den

I need to feel, she took my hand

The Devil’s got my idle time again

The Devil’s got my idle time again

The Devil’s got my idle time again