i feel everything deep in my head it's spinning
good and evil lost in the city with the people
run through the city full of evil
keep your hands up when you move around
they can all make a killing
i'm on top of this dropping this sipping a sequel
stun guns and tear gas people
when police line up pulling truncheons out
they beat the mob down to disperse the crowd
we can all make a killing
this is god giving up on us
and its bottles and bricks
weazing out my lungs as the truncheon hits
and there's nothing like revenge hidden in success
served so cold that the beef can't sweat
cower in the corner looking up at the steeple
i'm the only get to know me
i'm the one with her blood on my hands
here to tell you that i love you in the city of the damned
i will leave you and i leave you in the desert hot sand
i'll introduce you to the devil and the devil he will take you by the hand
it's not the devil pulling you down
this retribution comes from above
this is god giving up on us
i feel everything deep in my head
good and evil lost in the city with the people
it's not the devil pulling you down
this is god giving up on us
it's not the devil pulling you down
this is god giving up on us