What Lies Beneath - Theory Hazit, Melanie Rutherford

What Lies Beneath - Theory Hazit, Melanie Rutherford

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Thr3e
Год
2018
Язык
`Angļu`
Длительность
254920

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What Lies Beneath

Theory Hazit, Melanie Rutherford

Being deceived by the father of lies

Doing things slowly losing your life

First it was water, it’ll be fire next time

But it’s your life, but it’s your life

Dear God, Lord, forgive us for following ways of Satan

Knowing he’s the father of lies and imitation

Deception got us sightless like when the pepper spray the eye

While we sell our souls, he fronts like he’s saving lives

And only time we pray to You is when we facing odds

And even then, it’s all bad 'cause we blaming You

We fall short of your glory, our cultures, our family

We even lie to ourselves, we try to fake it true

Empty and afraid, we aim to fix it by covering up mistakes

And take it to the grave, lost in our own song looking for the hook

Let the cross be the bridge, it’s your life that you gave

Playing with fire like hell is a game

All people from all religions will be yelling your name

With they last breath, fully aware but they half-step

We dare devils and become blind like Ben Affleck

We should be past that though

Being deceived by the father of lies

Doing things slowly losing your life

First it was water, it’ll be fire next time

But it’s your life, but it’s your life

Sometimes I hear voices in my head, they keep calling me

My mind plays tricks, daily I feel like trouble follows me

Watching what I’m tweetin', is it God or is it demons?

I’m caught between cops and fiends, gunshots and scenes

Of my own team plottin' and schemin'

It’s like I’m on Elm Street and Freddie caught me street dreamin'

Tryin' to sleep away the evil, my reality’s illegal transactions

Trespassin', Bill Paxton, veil over my eyes

Man these crack sales are produced by most black males

Low self-esteem make me selfish, full of greed

As the devil succeeds by embellishing the

Repeatedly falling for traps, intrigued by the hustle

I see through the struggle but fail as I’m seeking rebuttal

Now counting my blessings, I have my share of losses

I see the devil from miles away when he’s walking

Carrying double crosses

Being deceived by the father of lies

Doing things slowly losing your life

First it was water, it’ll be fire next time

But it’s your life, but it’s your life

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