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letra de almost all the time - demonic

things ain’t what they seem to be
things ain’t what they seem to be

[verse 1: demonic]

all the time, there’s a war to fight
right now, someone died on the borderline
we’re all designed not to ignore the plight
of people in pain, but we’re forced to try
slaughtered child, wives defiled
screaming fathers, suicidal
leave the smiles to the demons
cuz this kind of game ain’t nothing short of evil
what is running the economy worth when blood’s on the land
now blood’s on your hands?
tell me what’s the total colony worth when most of them mans
wouldn’t stand up for less than a grand?
somebody got it wrong
thought they had it hard when they turned the telly on
changed the channel and pop some perignon
glad it isn’t you getting bombed to oblivion

[bridge 1: demonic]

what do i do when the darkness creeps?
beats my heart, leaves me heartless and keeps me weak
what do i say when the evil speaks?
whispers deep inside to deceive me
what do i do when the darkness creeps?
beats my heart, leaves me heartless and keeps me weak
what do i say when the evil speaks?
whispers deep inside to deceive me

[chorus 1: demonic]

i see the sunshine
i hope it finds my feet cuz
the river’s run dry
and the road is dark as it can be
i know sometimes
things ain’t all they seem to be
but why is sometimes
almost all the time?
things ain’t what they seem to be
things ain’t what they seem to be
things ain’t what they seem to be
things ain’t what they seem to be
things ain’t what they seem to be
things ain’t what they seem to be
things ain’t what they seem to be
things ain’t what they seem to be

[verse 2: demonic]

live it up, keep filling the cup
we building our bucks just to bust it up while
kids in dumps collecting the rubbish we pump
into the land just to feed a suffering mum
nothing’s above us as we shun all the people that love us
burning bridges for the money, we deceive all our brothers
grown men who think that leaving their mothers
is something worth the discovery of a couple of lovers
we have an unhealthy obsession with sex
confused love with l-st, going nuts tryna bruise a nut
and all our friends are just a stone to step
towards our own goals, no shame and no regrets
why you think i’m so vexed
when you question god and never question your self?
a question is over half the quest, the other half’s a test
but in the dark, it’s hard to guess

[bridge 2: demonic]

[chorus 2: demonic]

- demonic

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