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