This is the story of my God forsaken soul
There's a angel on my shoulder
there's a devil on the other

I'm just a simple guy, how can I ever know
which one that I should listen to,
which road I have to follow

There's a thin line between wrong and right
there's grey shade place between black and white
But I hear him coming, I can feel him coming

It's like the Devil has a hotline to my heart
Like a dream coming in without knocking at my door
One night he burst in trough my window
And he tore it all apart, He broke down my defenses
That's when it all starts

There's a thin line between wrong and right
there's grey shade (place) between black and white
But I hear him coming, I can feel him coming

I hear him coming, I can hear what the Devil says
there's a devil on my shoulder, he talks to me, he leads me astray

I met him in an alley, we were covered by the dark
He put a gun in my hand, telling it was my new friend
then he asked Man, do you understand, the things you have to do? I will set you free if you listen to me
Put a bullet in your head!, and your problems will be gone!
My friend, this gun will help you solve your problems one by one

I hear him coming, I can hear what the Devil says
there's a devil on my shoulder, he talks to me, he leads me astray