Devils Lands
Grippin this shovel the devil gave me. Staying back looking down cuz all is red. While im breathing in flames, Cuz these thoughts untamed. Reds telling me, u love it when I pull u down, Cinvince me u do, cuz u know u not alone. Smiling bleeding thru my ground. Filling up my lungs till i can't feel a sound. Telling me he owns this land, own this crown Face 2 face, locked & chained Been trying break his fucked up game. Can't see the beauty in anything Can't feel a thing Emotions devotions I can relate to pain
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