I consent to take control
Trade my life for the lonely city
Ask my question to a crystal ball
Push a pin through a voodoo doll
Listen to the devil on my shoulder
Light a candle and hear you call
Any day now I'm on my way
Get your chains I know you're not sacred
Tie me up then you wanna get naked
Close the blinds and kill the light
Doing wrong but it feels so right
Cigarettes till we shoot some vodka
Take a pill and we smoke marijuana
Roll my eyes and start to fall
Gasoline would burn it all
Any day now I'm on my way
WRITERS
John Bilodeau, Matthew Orlando, Patrick Bilodeau, Thomas Lipski