He plays with your ways
Swims through your mind
Numbers your days
Always unkind
I see you there
On that swing
Feeling fear
Feeling nothing
Inside you he builds
Hides what is true
A sword he wields
Now what do you do
The Devil's Playground
He plays with what you think is real
Without a sound
He makes you a deal
You sold your soul to the devil
You no longer have the deed
You are evil
You can no longer read
Stuck in his maze
You can't find the right way
Stuck in this phase
Another day
You try to cheat
To break the wall
You try to be discreet
But in the end you always fall
Your spring has been wound
Your string has been pulled
Sin piled on by the pound
You have been fooled
By the great deceiver
You have been torn apart
You were the receiver
From the start
You took a loss
You took a vow
You started to pause
After all of this now
You can't take it any longer
The pressure building
No longer getting stronger
No longer hold what you were wielding
The Devil's Playground
He makes you a deal
Without a sound
He makes it all seem real