[Verse 1: Tom MacDonald, Tom MacDonald as the devil, Tom MacDonald as an angel]
There’s a devil in my ear
Always telling me the things I wanna hear
I can’t see him but his words are crystal clear
He knows everything I fear
He’s seen every single tear
He knows my thoughts are suicidal
And I miss the taste of beer
He like
Do that shot, smoke that blunt
Take that pill, fight that punk
Tom, what’s up? I know you put a lotta work into sobriety
Why? Everyone dies, you might as well be drunk or be high
I gotta angel in my other ear
He’s been with me since the devil on my shouldеr
Started talking in my younger years
Hе don’t let me kill myself, he knows I love it here
He give me strength when a reason to get drunk appears
Thomas, can you hear it?
You been driving through the dark and I’ve been watching while you’re steering
I remind you who you are when you’re lost in the rear view mirror
I been living in your heart and whispering to your spirit
I know I’m trying it’s difficult to believe
Tom, he’s lying he’s no ‘guardian angel’, Tom, he’s the beast
Tom, I wouldn’t ever want you to be tricked or deceived
Well all I know is neither one of you will give me room to breathe
I’m confused, are you real?
I forget to take my pills
Tom, you’re fine
No, I’m not!
Tom, kill kill kill kill!
Both of you shut up, I think I finally see
I recognize your voices
You’re me
[Chorus: Tom MacDonald]
Hey now
I sound a little older
But I’m the little boy with the devil on his shoulder
I’ve been losing faith
But there’s angels in my corner
I’m ready for war
Hey now
I grew up with soldiers
I turned into a man with a devil on his shoulder
When I’m losing faith all the angels in my corner
Are ready for war

[Verse 2: Tom MacDonald, Tom MacDonald as the devil, Tom MacDonald as an angel]
There’s a devil on my shoulder
He struggles for control, he’s taking over
He always makes excuses for the nights that I’m not sober
Like you deserve a drink, Tom
How long has it been, Tom?
Don’t you feel guilty?
‘Cause it isn’t you, it’s them, Tom
You’ve been working hard, and you deserve a million likes, dawg
Life made you a slimeball
Punching holes in drywall
You don’t make mistakes
Everything you do is right on
They don’t understand what it’s like to never write wrongs
There’s an angel sitting on the other side who accepts that I’m not perfect
And respects that I still try
And knows that I regret a lotta moments in my life
And don’t let me forget it, he let’s me grow toward the light
Thomas, you can’t blame the world for your own volitility
You need to be a man, so you can take responsibility
You cover all your pain with anger, sadness with hostility
You take it out on anyone who’s caught in your proximity
Hold on, Thomas, Oh my God, it’s so obnoxious
You are not to blame for all your problems
Everyone has dozens of skeletons in they closets
That’s why we swallow bottles of pills from the doctor
Tom, don’t let him make excuses for your flaws
There’s the right thing to do, and what he’s telling you is wrong
There is good and there is evil
You choose what you’ll be
But the voices in my head both sound like me!
[Chorus: Tom MacDonald]
Hey now
I sound a little older
But I’m the little boy with the devil on his shoulder
I’ve been losing faith
But there’s angels in my corner
I’m ready for war
Hey now
I grew up with soldiers
I turned into a man with a devil on his shoulder
When I’m losing faith all the angels in my corner
Are ready for war

[Verse 3: Tom MacDonald]
I wanna go to Heaven but I’m scared I’ll go to Hell
I’ve been praying for forgiveness, but I don’t forgive myself
Bought a bible and it’s been collecting dust up on my shelf
I wonder if I sin too many times to ask for help
I feel like Jesus is in my heart, but the devil’s keeping me crippled
I see the light and the dark, but I’m stuck somewhere in the middle
And I still believe in God but it’s not easy or simple
When a man wrote the bible with his mind and a pencil
I been sleeping on the church steps
I wanna go inside, it ain’t my turn yet
The devil’s on my shoulder and he left me with a burnt neck
Angel’s in my ears warning me that it gets worse yet
I’m staring down my demons ’til my pupils start to turn red
I feel like I have faith, but its never been perfect
I feel like God loves me and I barely deserve it
I feel like I doubted him and my prayers became worthless
Now I pray he understands I’m a person
[Chorus: Tom MacDonald]
Hey now
I sound a little older
But I’m the little boy with the devil on his shoulder
I’ve been losing faith
But there’s angels in my corner
I’m ready for war
Hey now
I grew up with soldiers
I turned into a man with a devil on his shoulder
When I’m losing faith all the angels in my corner
Are ready for war