Lyrics cólgate – Devil’s Juice

Devil’s Juice Lyrics – cólgate

Singer: cólgate
Title: Devil’s Juice

Resurrected
3 a.m., he’s a skeptical
He’s tortured by a doubt
Has she seen him cheating her?

Under the sunlight [She fakes the mood, she fakes the mood
Once past the twilight [Worship the Lord, worship the Lord
Black candles burn bright [Her speak is odd, her speak is odd
Ghost after midnight [Not quite like, not quite like God]

Chanting out dark old songs
She’s messing up with gore
Rethorical as f#ck
First time nothing’s happening

He just wonders why
Why guilts red eyеs seek hard to chase him?!
Out in the country [She fakеs the mood, she fakes the mood
Best place’s the laundry [Worship the Lord, worship the Lord

He’s reading ’bout Gandhi [Her speak is odd, her speak is odd
Wanting his life right back [Not quite like, not quite like God]
Lies in his head locked [Lord…
Star’s shining above [Lord…

Charging her black Glock [Lord!
Devil’s juice ripped a dove
When I’m tired and thinking cold
I’m having my music to forget the day

And dream of a girl I used to know
I closed my eyes as she slipped away…
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