Shakedown (The Bootscoot Breakdown) lyrics
by Julien Baker
The devil's got a hold on me
Grab my wrists and bind my feet together
Oh, God, you tie me like a fetter
But I hope the medicine makes me better for you
Oh, God, you tie me like a fetter
But I hope the medicine makes me better for you, me better for you
God, I know you try your best but there's a war inside my chest and I'm losing
God, I know you try your best but there's a war inside my chest and I'm losing
The devil's got a hold on me
Grab my wrists and bind my feet together
But ain't no devil got a hold on me!