Written by Nicholas Walsh

We are the ones sent to help with your needs, Angels of all your desires
A conscience it seems everyone also deems, your destiny called us for hire
Cause we are the ones who suggest in your ear, pushing and pulling your wires
Placed on a scale, which side will prevail, for the yin not the yang of this tale?

What will you decide? It’s time that we made up your mind.

You decided to smoke now regret while you choke, the dark one of us had the power
On your shoulders we ride, always one at each side waging war for your path and my lour

Confusion, intrusion, we’re inside your head, its Russian roulette once again.
What will you decide? It’s time that we made up your mind.

You lean upon us every day
Remember the dark side will lead you astray
When you feel like you’re digging a hole
Redeem yourself in this life or it’s your soul

When temptation arrives and you know that she will, your conscience appears on the stand
Guilty as charged, feels so good to be bad, self-control is a thing of the past

Distraction, attraction; you’re feeling alive, the dark one is starting to drive

You lean upon us every day
Remember the dark side will lead you astray
When you feel like you’re digging a hole
Redeem yourself in this life or it’s your soul

Did you really believe that you chose your own path? And did you think that we would allow that? It’s
not about you, because you are truly US!

Haunting and taunting there’s really no end, its Russian roulette once again.
What will you decide? It’s time that we made up your mind.

You lean upon us every day
Remember the dark side will lead you astray
When you feel like you’re digging a hole
Redeem yourself in this life or it’s your soul