Let's make a deal, dear
You came grovelling for chances not for you
Life scratched your back too many times
And your finger slipped through the crack, now you lie here
Beggin' pardons from the devil who's drawn too near
Always a common fear

So it's a chance to change mugshots
But who's the chance for? Really, what's it all for?
If I could shake your hand, you better hope you stand
The devil takes no tricks, do you understand, my dear?
'Cause when the finger locks tight, you lost the fight
But you're a smart feller
Am I right? Am I right? Am I right?

So please, sign on the dotted line
Sign till your wrist burns bright
Shake my hand and you'll find
You made a deal with nightmares
'Cause when you're out of time and didn't
Play your cards right, you're mine
You sold your rights to the gods above
But they're not like you and I
I'm a glass mirror of yourself, thrown off the shelf down the well
I tried to warn you better, you are not clever
Try me, 'cause you'll likely fall off short
Running you off course

So if you're looking for growing, never for showing
Better than knowing the root from soil
And if you're never the wiser, better the liar inside
But you want a favour, I got a nib and pen
Step in the lion's den and suffer the consequence
Nevertheless, you're dead and I'm here for the head, my dear
But if you had to choose, what do you lose?
You must have been desperate to call
Ha, the fingers are slipping, head is a-dripping
Body a-sinking, you know what you're missing
What am I thinking? Here's my card

It's a symphony of orchestrated gambles
(But your life was in shambles, till you tightened the shackles)
My sympathies go out to the prime examples
(Who kissed the cheeks of the devil and got knocked down with fear)
(Hahaha)
Well, it's pretty much crystal clear
(When you've got nothing left to lose, misery pays the views)
(Haven't a clue what to do?)

Just shake my hand
Sign on the dotted line
Sign till your wrist burns bright
Shake my hand and you'll find
You made a deal with nightmares
'Cause when you're out of time and didn't
Play your cards right, you're mine
You sold your rights to the gods above
But they're not like you and I
I'm a glass mirror of yourself, thrown off the shelf down the well
I tried to warn you better, you are not clever
Try me, 'cause you'll likely fall off short
Running you off course
The devil has your life

You paid a visit to Hell
If it wasn't obvious, I could already tell, already tell
You have a soul to sell
I knew this because you already fell, already fell
You play with gasoline thinkin' all is well
It's why you're here with me and nowhere to yell, nowhere to yell
Well now your former shell, it's caused an awful smell
So sign the deed, I'll crack you harder than a

Dying star
Die with the dotted line
Sign till your wrist burns bright (sign till your wrist burns bright)
Shake my hand and you'll find
You made a deal with nightmares
'Cause when you're out of time and didn't
Play your cards right, you're mine (you're mine)
You sold your rights to the gods above (gods above)
But they're not like you and I (you and I)
I'm a glass mirror of yourself, thrown off the shelf down the well
I tried to warn you better, you are not clever
Finally, you were rightly forced by fate to closely relate to Hell's own hand
Likely you'll find me there (so let's make a deal)