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Testo Angels And Devils - UMBY K.C.

Testo della canzone Angels And Devils (UMBY K.C.), tratta dall'album Broken Man & Broken Songs

There were sticks held tight in holy robes,
Severe and violent, their frustration exposed,
They taught the Word of God with slaps and pain,
Preaching salvation while leaving stains.
The classmates strutted in luxury and lies,
Designer suits with cocaine eyes,
Their polished shoes left trails of deceit,
False smiles hiding their stink of shit.
They pointed at me, called me "the devil's son" name,
For long hair, tattoos, and refusing their game.
I didn't bow down, didn't walk their line,
Their whispers of scorn couldn't darken my shine.
But I saw through their holy disguise,
Behind the smiles and angel eyes.
Angels and devils, the truth and the lies,
In a school of sinners where innocence dies.
The devils had leather, tattoos, and chains,
Ripped-up jeans in the pouring rain.
They called us trouble, but they never knew,
The real ones stood with me-hell yeah, it's true.
True friends came with pierced ears and scars,
Rock 'n' roll hearts and busted guitars.
They laughed too loud, lived too fast,
Brothers in arms, forever the last.
We drank to freedom, we fought for pride,
Rode the storm with a fire inside.
The world feared the flames they couldn't tame,
But the real devils wore a different name.
Angels and devils, the truth and the lies,
In a school of sinners where innocence dies.
The devils had leather, tattoos, and chains,
Ripped-up jeans in the pouring rain.
They called us trouble, but they never knew,
The real ones stood with me-hell yeah, it's true.
While the holy men preached with cum and cocaine breath,
We danced with life on the edge of death.
Their halos were shit, their pockets deep,
But we lived like kings while they sold their sleep.
Angels and devils, the truth and the lies,
In a school of sinners where innocence dies.
The devils had leather, tattoos, and chains,
Ripped-up jeans in the pouring rain.
They called us trouble, but they never knew,
The real ones stood with me-hell yeah, it's true.
A lot of booze, a lot of fun,
Sex, guitars, and the rising sun.
Angels and devils-oh, they never saw,
We were the real ones, living it raw.
I was the black sheep in their pure white flock,
They can go to Hell and suck Satan's cock!
A lot of booze, a lot of fun,
Sex, guitars, and the rising sun.
Angels and devils-oh, they never saw,
We were the real ones, living it raw.



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Writer(s): Umby Kc
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