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Song: | New Devil |
Album: | Cult of Fake | Genres: | |
Year: | 2016 |
Length: | 174 sec |
Lyrics:
Those plagues you got the blame for don't compare I splice with my little knife hell in a protein shell Bastardized virus outbreak blamed on nature, whatever Cut funding to all the expendable heathens who didn't vote for me 'Cause that's freedom Time to play Truth or dare With the new Devil Badder than the last one Spin that chamber Your famines, more like a fat camp diet I'll show you how to starve a nation Paradise tastes so good, especially when it's not mine Everything tastes better on the other side of the fence Light it, grind it, deep-fry it, snort it, inject it Stealing is a sin But consider this remuneration for my gift of democracy Have a nice day Time to play Truth or dare With the new Devil Badder than the last one Spin that chamber Tempting Faust was poetic When I brainwash The world dances to my tune of toil, loneliness, and bankruptcy Your sin is trivial and low-risk, it comes with forgiveness guaranteed Where's the fun in that? God can't save us, we killed her Our children will betray us, as will theirs, rinse and repeat All for the unachievable dream of meritocracy Blow smoke rings and go to Hell, no wait, we're already here Time to play Truth or dare With the new Devil Badder than the last one Spin that chamber Time to play Truth or dare With the new Devil Badder than the last one Spin that chamber
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