Throat of Devil

Welcome to the
club of Losers
running a race
Where there can't be winners
Like a cancer
Eats your life up
It's a game
You're destring your future

While you're striving
For the million
You're forgiving
To feed your trhee kids
Sold your soul
To the devil
No more friends
But thousand bills

Here we go
That's your world
A black room with no walls
U ready for
The hardest fall?
You're heading to the Throat of Devil

Lost control
And your dignity
For the thrill of getting close to failure
That machine
Is your religion
What a deal
Nice try my friend...

Here we go
That's your world
A black room with no walls
U ready for
The hardest fall?
You're heading to the Throat of Devil

Here we go
That's your world
A black room with no walls
U ready for
The hardest fall?
You're heading to the Throat of Devil

Here we go
That's your world
A black room with no walls
U ready for
The hardest fall?
You're heading to the Throat of Devil



Credits
Writer(s): Angelo Roccato
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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