Текст песни Big Ones

It's getting too dark 'round the road It's getting too black now to see We're going above in a groove(?) The thing that is happening to me My mouth shut tied on the secret You'd want a big souvenir You got to be there to believe it And now it's here, yeah The first time the devil made me do it The second time I did it all on my own It's the big ones that scares the small ones away It's the big demons that hold the little (missing words) Exist to destroy, destroy to exist I guess I was born with the wrong bag of tricks(?) Big ones, all the way Poisoned, pissed and amused(?) But two years ahead with the truth Needing a man without feet He'll never complain about shoes And now everything's getting lighter Hey, you're face to face with yourself The sparking of your giant laughter Hey, all by yourself, yeah The first time the devil made me do it The second time I did it all on my own It's the big ones that scares the small ones away It's the big demons that hold the little (missing words) Exist to destroy, destroy to exist I guess I was born with the wrong bag of tricks(?) Big ones, all the way It's the big ones that scares the small ones away It's the big demons that hold the little (missing words) Exist to destroy, destroy to exist I guess I was born with the wrong bag of tricks(?) Big ones, all the waaaaaaay… [If you think you know the missing words, please send an email to the webtender]