There's a sadness in my heart and it trickles down my spine it burns a whole right through my chest onto the other side
And now it's living in my lungs it's making it's home there and with every brick and stone it lays its using up my air
And I'm singing (wow oh oh oh)
Now we're living on the devils land we're planting our crops there we're drinking down his poison yeah we're drinking from his well
But any night in summer when that golden sun has set he'll take your hand in dance and boy he'll help you to forget
That you're singing (wow oh oh oh)
And if you see him riding in the setting sun And if you feel it living in your lungs You better ask yourself if dying sounds like fun Cause you can only hide your troubles for so long Yeah you can only hide your troubles for so long Until they're all you got and you're left singing their song