Hopped Up On Crazy

Well, I dotted my I's and crossed my T's

I turned around and waved goodbye because I had to leave

I see the devil looking over and he's pulling at me

I've got an angel on my shoulder with a broken wing

Hopped up on crazy

You already know

Everyone's running with nowhere to go...

Bow down! onto your knees!

Now repent every Sunday for a slate nice and clean

And if your prayers are answered don't you blame it on me

You had the keys in your hand but you drop them down the sink

Hopped up on crazy

You already know

Everyone's running with nowhere to go

Twisting and turning into moralities mold

Time will tell the truth when it needs to be told

While you're still living anything is possible