Cocaine Habits

All the hills turned black as the bull whip cracked
I heard a laughin' in the woods behind my back
I knew the devil was playin' hide and seek again, yeah

With a black top hat and a guinea sack
I turned quick to look, he hit back
And I knew he kinda wanted to be seen

But he said: No boy, don't run
I got bored sittin' at the risin' Sun
I'm back, I wanna talk about your due
He said: I'm back and just where I could fight with you, yeah

As the cocaine habit fell down from my eyes
All the reason freezin' with the skies
All the weathered leaves of the trees let go
As the devil's storm began to snow

We had a fallin' out last Christmas
Till them snowflakes hit your head
And with the cold I sent a memory that you'd never forget
And we were back baby, we were back

And as he danced around the trees
He kicked the leaves up from the ground
He said: I's a never much for braggin'
I knew I'd track you down, hell I was right
I was right

As the cocaine habit fell down from my eyes
All the reason freezin' with the skies
All the weathered leaves of the trees let go
As the devil's storm began to snow

You gotta tell me baby, it's not right
I don't wanna hear it again
And I sent a message, baby, it's a lie
Let you down with all my friends, yeah

As the cocaine habit fell down from my eyes
All the reason freezin' with the skies
All the weathered leaves of the trees let go
As the devil's storm began to snow, snow

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