Looking at the devil
Grinning at his gun
Fingers start shaken
I begin to run
Bullets start chasing
I begin to stop
We begin to wrestle
I was on the top 

I want to thank you for letting me be myself again
I want to thank you for letting me be myself again 

Step off'n the collar
Slugged me in the face
Chit chat chatter trying
Shoved me in the place
Thank you for the party
But I could never stay
Many things are on my mind
The way 

I want to thank you for letting me be myself again
I want to thank you for letting me be myself again 

Dance to the music
All night long
Everyday people
Sing their simple song
Mama's so happy
Mama starts to cry
Papa's still singing
You can make it if you try 

I want to thank you for letting me be myself again
I want to thank you for letting me be myself again