Gone for the money

It's literally tiring the devil to be here with you,

I maybe took your last life and made it sorry for heaven, I make you even the dead at its best when you're found but if evil I left you a home.

I wake up the Devil and the dead and end them again on every found

there's so much left here to see.

In the event I wake up stolen, I may make you the dirt I bury you in,

And sorry but if heaven failed me it must have been over loving you

Worry later I'm home

and making it even to leave

May I ask you only for the road....

Did you have fun last week?