One Kind of People Amigo the Devil

There's only one thing in this life that makes us living
It's not the muscles or the size of your car
It's not the everlasting hope of finding purpose
Or knowing who we are

It starts with realizing death is just one moment
And in the end those two are all we really score
But I've heard you and me and the devil makes three
So Hell, oh, is it me you're looking for?

And I've never walked the line
Because I've always rather shoved it in my nose
And I drink, therefore I am
At least I think that's how the saying goes

It doesn't matter what you've heard or if you're good or bad and everything between
If you have a lot of money, if you're funny, or just fifty shades of mean
If you've studied in the Good Book or you couldn't give a damn
And you'd rather watch the movie, that's fine
Because there's one kind of people in this world:
People who die

Some people follow rules
Some people go around
There's always gonna be a better high, and a lower down
There's always gonna be the person at the show
Who paid to watch the whole thing on their phone
And the only thing I know about that life I'm not about
This life is a maze with only one way out