There’s a restaurant I go to

Most people I know do

Started when I was 16

Friend had said “i’ll show you”

Food was so delicious, the dishes would make my soul move

Artwork on a plate, no debating it made the whole room louder with conversation

Every table so outward with observations, a crowd with a common cadence

This sound it would summon greatness

Only catch was the chef was the son of satan

A rumour among the people, as long as you couldn’t taste it

Didn’t matter, the food was intoxicating

Satiated never chasing the dragon into the basement

The bill would come, it was cheaper than any place that I’d been, with a better taste, best believe that you’re gonna pay it

The devils diner a place where they’ll never find yah

I’m staying as a reminder to wait, this ain’t too kind of a place

Each seconds riding a train to the ever after

You’re straying, you better march at a pace

There’s no rewinding the day

No rewinding the day, no rewinding the day

Yeah

I’ve been coming here for 15

It ain’t what it used to be

Same food, same crowd

Nothing new to me

Mix it up with gimmicks

Maybe they’ll add some nudity

Doesn’t seem to matter

Either way I find the food to be boring and rapacious

Plus it’s gotten expensive, I’m so suspicious

I reckon they’re in the riches

It feels like I’m minus digits

I’ve gone into debt over all the dishes

Regretting my every visit

It’s everything, yet it isn’t

I feel compulsively driven to eat the food

Even when it was tasting shit

It’s amazing they stay in business

Yeah

The devils diner a place where they’ll never find yah

I’m staying as a reminder to wait, this ain’t too kind of a place

Each seconds riding a train to the ever after

You’re straying, you better march at a pace

There’s no rewinding the day

There’s no rewinding the day, no rewinding the day

Yeah

Every time I take a pill it’s less effective

And the come downs feel like rope I tie to choke my neck with

When I was younger it was different, wasn’t so selective

Now every day is like a dollar, how you gonna spend it?

Investing into a party, it isn’t so depressing

Til the balloons are emptier than every broken promise

Wonder when I’m gonna get it?

That destination where I’m slowly heading

People say he was a lonely legend

So dependant, on phoney presents

The photogenic turned out to be broken records

Will you still be copasetic when your co dependent

Turns into a co-defendant, out here screaming

No regrets for time that you are both forgetting

This ain’t me preaching, I don’t know the reverend

I’ll prolly eat the food again, I really hope my ending

Doesn’t list the coke in credits

I’d say it’s so pathetic, but I’m apathetic

A gram’ll cost me seven days, when I don’t even have a second

The chef will lend me what I want but what I need’s

For him to cut me off the lie they call a “happy ending”