I feel like everyone hates me and wants me dead
Like they want me to walk off Earth or have my life end
I feel like the devil is makin me walk a plank
And when he makes me my mind goes blank
And when the devil is bored, he toys with our life
He makes everything turn bad when it's going right
Why are we toys for the devils amusement?
He makes everything lies from what the truth is
he's like a master of toying with puppets
He likes causing trouble and he loves it
He hates me, he hates my family, he loves pain
He loves dark days, hates the blueskies, he loves rain
He trades your heroes for ghosts
He brings them to hell so they can roast
He'll confuse you thru anythingthru music, to friends
He keeps you confused about things untill your life ends
Only so he can eternally have your soul
Thuis game gets eaiers and better for him, it never gets old
What he wants with me is for me to disappear without a trace
He hates me, my face, my everything, he wants my life to fade
And become something of his posession
The trust incaserated and kept it
We're like a chess game for him and our king is our life
He plays this game over and over untill we have no light
To look to and we have GOD out this game
But with GOD i'll keep my balance maintained

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