"The Details In The Devil" lyrics

[JT Music:]
Take a peek behind the curtain, at my grand design
Any less than picture perfect, and it'll be cast aside
I'm so impatient for inspiration, my pen becomes the sword
Because I'll scrap ya if I have to go back to the drawing board
Some dreams are simply meant to die (Die)
What happens, if they get revived? (Revived, revived, revived)

You thought you could toss me out? The ink ain't even dry
I'm no good, so cross me out, and then we'll dot some eyes
That's a price all artists pay, a sacrifice (That's so cliché)
But lightning struck, and I was born
The final cut just cut my cord (Wah!)
Your dark imagination may be where demons hide
So why'd you ever blame them when your pen brought them to life? (No!)
You can't choose your family, at least, not genetically
But I feel like we'll be real quick friends
You brought me back, so don't that make sense? (Oh, that makes sense!)

Oh, don't you color me surprised
(I only see in black and white)
'Cause you can kill the show
It'll always get revived

You made it happen, you made it real
When you imagined, you gave us life and made us feel
Your thunder clappin', it's getting real
So if you haven't checked the forecast
The weather's lookin' wet, I'll take the wheel

So what if I'm a little rough around the edges?
I'm an unmade masterpiece, I keep artists on their ledges
This reboot might get messy, that's why I'm sorta sketchy
I don't dance obediently, the demon's knees are far from Bendy
You made me in your image, so I lack a soul (Wah, wah, wah)
Tryna wipe me from existence, and you're playin' Whac-A-Mole (Oh)
Too bad you can not erase me
That, in fact, is why you hate me
I'm your vision, bastardized
Like Frankenstein, then actualized (No!)

No, I won't color you surprised
(You pull the plug, I'm still alive)
True artists never thrive
At best, they'll survive

You made it happen, you made it real
Nobody's actin', but it's a show I'm gonna steal
Go call the cast in, I'll play the heel (Ha-ha-ha-ha!)
And if you haven't read the details
The Devil's due his debt, so take the deal

[Andrea Storm Kaden:]
I've been abominated, hollow eyes aglow
Reanimated, yet unrecognizable
No better way to paint it, this frame can not contain it
To think of talent wasted, out of ink, but now I taste it
La-la-la-la, even angels need to let the steam off (La-la)
La-la-la-la, and no one's here to shut the damn machine off (La-la)
This work of art, once pure of heart may still become corrupted
(All the stains are my scars)
I've come to find it wasn't lightning that I've been struck with

[JT Music:]
You made it happen, you made it real
Lights, camera, action, you put me right back on the reel
Now look who's laughin', your fate is sealed
Don't bother asking for the details
The Devil's due his debt, and that's the deal

(You made it happen)
(You made it happen)
(You made it happen)
(You made it happen)
(You made it happen)
(You made it happen)
(You made it happen)