Big Ones

It's getting too dark 'round the road
It's getting too black now to see
We're going above in a groove(?)
The thing that is happening to me
My mouth shut tied on the secret
You'd want a big souvenir
You got to be there to believe it
And now it's here, yeah
The first time the devil made me do it
The second time I did it all on my own

It's the big ones that scares the small ones away
It's the big demons that hold the little (missing words)
Exist to destroy, destroy to exist
I guess I was born with the wrong bag of tricks(?)
Big ones, all the way

Poisoned, pissed and amused(?)
But two years ahead with the truth
Needing a man without feet
He'll never complain about shoes
And now everything's getting lighter
Hey, you're face to face with yourself
The sparking of your giant laughter
Hey, all by yourself, yeah
The first time the devil made me do it
The second time I did it all on my own

It's the big ones that scares the small ones away
It's the big demons that hold the little (missing words)
Exist to destroy, destroy to exist
I guess I was born with the wrong bag of tricks(?)
Big ones, all the way

It's the big ones that scares the small ones away
It's the big demons that hold the little (missing words)
Exist to destroy, destroy to exist
I guess I was born with the wrong bag of tricks(?)

Big ones, all the waaaaaaay…

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