Same Devil (feat. Brandi Carlile)

There's a guy sellin' baggies by a telephone pole To a dime bag girl who's gonna sell her soul On a corner, 'round the corner from where her mama sits Waitin' on a call she hopes she never gets And there's a boy by a locker, white knuckles, his bag Hopin' that bully picks that other fag Hidin' in the closet, playin' pretend For a Sunday mornin' sermon Daddy preaching' on a sin Same train Different track Different mama Same heart attack Same bullet Different gun Different cross Same son Same hell Different levels Different demons Same devil There's a suit wearin' snake with a million dollar smile Shaking' hands with a rat just across the aisle You voted for the snake, and I voted for the rat They're rollin' in the dough, and we're fightin' for scraps And it's Same crazy Different brain Different drug Same vein Same bottle Different proof Different lie Same old truth Everybody got some kind of hell Just different levels Different demons (different demons) Same devil He don't knock, he walks right in (he don't knock) And if you're not watchin', you'll run right into him Same wrong Different right Different tunnel Same bright light Everybody lookin' for God on every level Different demons (different demons) Same damn devil