You are the devil
Do you know the devil? Have you ever met the devil?
It’s so hot, it got me bothered, it’s so hard for me to let go
Of the world that’s on my shoulders, I can barely lift the boulders
Rising tension, reminiscing, I remember being soldiers
2008 was special, I was dancing with the devil
I was friendly with the demons, heavy heart, it got me sinking
Racing thoughts is catching up to me, don’t know what I was thinking
Devil came to keep me company this weekend
Hell, Hell, Hell
Help me, please (Come on)
Hell, Hell, Hell
Help me, please (Please)
Have you seen my soul? I think I sold it to the devil
I feel empty, Lord, forgive me, You know everything I’ve been through
I’ve been waiting on a miracle a long, long time
In a deep, dark hole, tryna find sunshine
‘Til a voice called out, told me, “Follow me, I’ll help you”
And before I knew, I was dancing with the devil
And the song ain’t through, waiting patiently to break free
Can you save me?
Hell, Hell, Hell
Help me, please (Come on)
Hell, Hell, Hell
Help me, please (Please)
Father God, I pray on today that you understand that I’m just a man
I mean, what am I supposed to do? Without nothing but a vocal booth?
When life gets hard, and death gets way too close for you to be comfortable
Will you seek God or will you fall from grace?
Adapt to human nature, we’re all mistakes
Hey man, hey man, hey man, hey man
Hey man, hey man, hey man, hey man
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Blackberry Marmalade
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Children's Song
Pressin’ five ’til the pen, free my Aphex Twin In the street like I ain’t really tryna scrape that rim Niggas be like (Like) “Ayy, bro, …
Close Your Eyes And Swing
To live is to be, like the nigga in the tree