The devil comes, and, ah, I try to stall, and, ah
Soon my subconscious and conscious might start to brawl
And I put up my walls
And, ah, they begin to fall
As this cunnin' demon takes me as its voodoo doll
And, ah, darkness sets in as the horns start to grow
Suddenly I become somebody I don't know

Whoa, what do I do?
Whoa oh
This body's temple of doom
Whoa, what can I say
To, ooh, oh, make all of this go away?

I got many different names, but to you it's all the same
I be the crawlin' in your skin, I be the reason for your sin
I be the cunnin' in your charm, and I be the needle in your arm
Call me once might, let you go, but call me twice, and then I'm gonna get ya

Mind playin' tricks on me
I'm paranoid, homey
Nobody knows what I'm goin' through
God, I'm so lonely
I know I'm losin' it
I'm hearing (whispering)
Somebody's watchin' me, clockin' me, hear my heart tickin'
Worshiping two gods can get you in deep
Crystal ball show you things you're not supposed to see

Whoa, what do I do?
Whoa oh
This body's temple of doom
Whoa, what can I say
To, ooo, oh, make all of this go away?

You see me comin' for ya
You know I'm gonna get ya
I said, I'm gonna get ya
You know I'm comin' for ya
You see me comin' for ya
You know I'm gonna get ya
I said, I'm gonna get ya
You know I'm comin' for ya
You see me comin' for ya
You know I'm gonna get ya
I said, I'm gonna get ya
You know I'm comin' for ya
You see me comin' for ya
You know I'm gonna get ya
I said, I'm gonna get ya
You know I'm comin' for ya
You see me comin' for ya
You know I'm gonna get ya
I said, I'm gonna get ya

Copyright: BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): Harrison Todd Stafford, Marcus Alexander Urani, Stacy Ferguson, Will Adams