Days Of The New Presents Tree Colors - Pulling Your Chains

Imagine, you're at peace with yourself
Picture, that perfect place
Hello, my name is Satan
I am the spirit of man without God
Every time you say my name you give me power
I truly love this fame
You have gotten yourself, in a tough situation
You're a slave to complications
You have backed yourself, up against the wall
You can cry out
You can call out
Who's to blame
Say my name
I love the fame
I'm pulling your chains
Manifest, you're wildest dreams
Intentions, no never ill
Hello, my name is Evil
I am the judge to get beaten and thrown away
I am the reflection of you, you don't understand
Face this face, please don't erase
Close your eyes, step inside
Can you feel this, feel how warm it is?
Open your heart, look at your fears
Face the bad man. stop the shame fans
We're not sane, dysfunctional brain
Neglected pain
Pulling your chains
I'm pulling your chains
Feeling you in
Against the grain
I am pulling your chain
Lo ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha
Pulling your chains
Sucking you dry
Inflicting all your pain
I am your pulling your chains
Lo ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha
Choice is the only freedom we have
I'll be damned if I give it away
This may be the last moment of my life
Trust me now, but you don't know how
You can feel this, but you can't steer this, no
Open your heart, look at your fears
Face the dead man, come alive again
You turn your head, to pretend you're dead
Possum game
Reducing shame
Against the grain
Pulling your chains