Fallen Angel

I'ma rod horns with the Devil
Show him who to be afraid of, he stumbled to the wrong hand
I'm the fallen angel, but still I'm the fucking blessing
I'm the fallen angel

I'ma rod horns with the Devil
Show him who to be afraid of, he stumbled to the wrong hand
I'm the fallen angel, but still I'm the fucking blessing
I'm the fallen angel

Showing up to your door with a gun in my hand, I'ma take you down
Got the reaper by my side, none of us are fucking around
Putting a body in a casket, hanging it up for the masses
Letting it rot for the Devil
It is the corpe of a demigod, dressed as the fallen angel

Suicidal thoughts stuck in my mind
Intrusive, on the hotline
Better call the cops
I commit a crime when I murder all these rhymes
There is no competition in my line
I'ma lie just to hear the truth
I'ma lie here dying in your arms, just to feel alive
Broke your heart, but you don't really know it yet
Broke your heart, but I did it in revenge

I'ma rod horns with the Devil
Show him who to be afraid of, he stumbled to the wrong hand
I'm the fallen angel, but still I'm the fucking blessing
I'm the fallen angel

I'ma rod horns with the Devil
Show him who to be afraid of, he stumbled to the wrong hand
I'm the fallen angel, but still I'm the fucking blessing
I'm the fallen angel



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Writer(s): Trym Engø
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