I am the devil’s advocate I am the level—I take the measure of your wit I am the rebel—I am the venom in your spit I am the devil’s advocate
What would you think if I challenged a cherished belief? Would you judge me unkind? For the heart is deceitful, and desperately wicked And the soul—the soul is blind
I am the devil’s advocate I am the level—I take the measure of your wit I am the rebel—I am the venom in your spit I am the devil’s advocate
What do you do when your faith doesn’t fit what you’ve found to be true? Stick your head in the sand? Forsooth! Truth can afford to be fair Do we not walk hand in hand with the devil (devil’s advocate)?
If I said, in my head, God is dead Would that make me a fool? A tool? What’s the rule?
Think for yourself—there’s no one else more worth thinking for Empty minds and thoughtless hearts don’t know to cry out for more
I am the devil’s advocate I am the level—I take the measure of your wit I am the rebel—I am the venom in your spit I am the devil’s advocate
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