It could happen in a bar or the back seat of a car The devil's gone inside of you He don't care if you grow or cut your hair If you sell your soul, who's to know Out in the back streets, no matter where you are You can never fall him, cause you're too slow on the draw The devil's gone, the devil's gone
I'm not tryin' to preach, I just have to say Fall down on your knees, Xinrs, start to pray Salvation is at hand, it's Babylon again You'll see complexities
Restitution is the final solution Listen to me children you will see No one should care if you grow or cut your hair Jesus did, my friends take care No mercy for his killing He's got you in his claws Hypocrites crawl back your crypts, crawl crawl crawlTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
