Verse: Cenacion
I smell my death, yeah, the devil is nearby (Yuh!)
I sold my fucking soul, I hear the demons cry (Tripple 6!)
One shot for the pain, one shot for the existential lies
My soul drifts away, I wanna know when the hell I'll die
I was born inside the abyss, I feel like I'm stuck in mist (Yuh!)
People come and go, fight the fake with your bare fists
Everything seems to be fake, how do you know that we exist?
I'm a bad person, so I'm staying on the devil's list (Oh Yeah)
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