reflect my rage Tonight I'm wearing Satanskin Tonight I'm wearing Satanskin And blood will paint my canvass Tonight I'm wearing Satanskin The beast is loose within me DEVILSKIN
Translation: Necromantia. Devilskin.
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you And fighting all the demons will take time It will take time The angels they burn inside for us And are we ever, are we ever gonna learn to fly The devils
mean to say When all the right words come too late And everything falls out of place under the pillow Out of the race, out of the window Devils on my
up off me Devils We talkin' 'bout Devils We talkin' 'bout Devils We talkin' 'bout Devils We talkin' 'bout Devils We talkin' 'bout Devils Devils Devils Devils
Eminem:] So I changed huh? You got a phone, pick it up, call me [Chorus: Eminem] How come we dont even talk no more And you dont even call no more We
you fall in the fire, burn me down? If I wanted you here right now? In a city of Devils we live In a city of Devils we live A city of Devils we live
[Chorus: Eminem] This kinda music Use it and you get in to do shit Whenever you hear some shit And you can't refuse this Just some shit For these kids
with my devils Blind, side by side I'm dancin' with my devils Me, myself and I I'm dancin' with my devils Doin' the Spanish Fly I'm dancin' with my devils
(southside johnny and the asbury jukes (better days) Written by bruce I know what it's like to have failed baby With the whole world lookin' on I know
One, two, three, four Blind man wavin' by the side of the road In a flatbed Ford carryin' a heavy load Sweet thing sipping on a blueberry wine On a flat
Raney William's playground was among Haven's streets Where he ran past melted candles and flower wreaths Names and photos of the young black faces Whose
Jesus was an only son As he walked up Calvary Hill His mother Mary walking beside him In the path where his blood spilled Jesus was an only son In the
I wanna build me a house, on higher ground I wanna find me a world, where love's the only sound High above this road, filled with shadow and doubt I want
Been on a barbed wire highway 40 days and nights I ain't complainin', it's my job and it suits me right I got a sweet soft fever rushin' around my head
