Seven Woes

These woes don’t rhyme with me, I am empty
These tears fall vertically, no gravity
Peace has turned to war, warm has turned to cold
Greed has turned us monsters, now we got men over gold
Leave the love behind, we fight 'em then we flee (woe, woe, woe)
Between the devil and the deep blue sea
God has turned his back on me
Between the devil and the deep blue sea
God has turned his back on me
These hands don’t bare with me, I am weak
These words fall death is, so I preach
Peace has turned to war, warm has turned to cold
We resort to power but we’re losing our control
People turn and lie, don’t know where to feel (woe, woe, woe)
Between the devil and the deep blue sea
God has turned his back on me
Between the devil and the deep blue sea
God has turned his back on me
Mm, the walls are caving in (woe)
It’s getting hard to breathe (woe)
Non-believers turn to pray and hoping (woe)
Hope is in the afterlife (woe, woe, woe)
Between the devil and the deep blue sea
God has turned his back on me
Between the devil and the deep blue sea
God has turned his back on me
Between the devil and the deep blue sea
God has turned his back on me
Between the devil and the deep blue sea
Woe, woe
God has turned his back on me (woe, woe)
Woe, woe
Woe