Showing posts with label Sin. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Sin. Show all posts

Wednesday, January 29, 2020

Evil Shit


VERSE 1
I’ve said some evil shit in my day
Most of it I cannot wash away
Words as weapons, letters as venom
My list of sins appeared to be endless
I’m not an angel nor will I ever be
Neither are you, you sin just like me
Everyone’s got something to hide
But sharing it’s a matter of pride

CHORUS
Evil shit! Evil shit!
Fire to breathe! Poison to spit!
Evil shit! Evil shit!
Pure of heart? You’re full of it!

VERSE 2
I’ve done some evil shit in my time
But if I confessed every single crime
We’d be here forever and a day
Not enough room for us to pray
I’m not a cherub or a honey child
I’m not innocent, tender, or mild
Your list of sins is just like mine
God won’t listen to you whine

CHORUS
Evil shit! Evil shit!
Fire to breathe! Poison to spit!
Evil shit! Evil shit!
Pure of heart? You’re full of it!

BRIDGE
Let’s all go to church together
It won’t make everything better
Nobody would ever die for us
Only in ourselves should we trust

EXTENDED CHORUS
Evil shit! Evil shit!
Fire to breathe! Poison to spit!
Evil shit! Evil shit!
Pure of heart? You’re full of it!
Evil shit! Evil shit!
Bullets to shoot! Axes to grind!
Evil shit! Evil shit!
Never let the blind lead the blind!

Monday, March 25, 2019

Everyone's a Demon


Everyone’s a demon, everyone’s a sinner
Everybody does things that make others shiver
From the tiniest fuck-ups to the nuclear level
Everybody’s cloned from the same old devil
Skeletons invade our most secretive closets
Saying otherwise is bullshit and I will call it
Putting your heroes on the highest pedestal
Will make your disappointment credible
What should we forgive? What should we punish?
A slap on the wrist or an all-out whodunit?
Where should society draw the fucking line?
What would they consider the ultimate crime?
It’s a constant game of limbo, how low will we go?
When crossing the threshold, how will we know?
Everyone’s a demon, everyone’s a mistake
Everyone’s a devil, for Jesus Christ’s sake
Everybody fucks up, some more than others
Few will swear on the graves of their mothers
That they’ve changed into a brand new person
Yet they still live with their crippling curses
To forgive or fuck? That is our only question
Is the answer even worth a minimal mention?
Go ahead and behave how you want to behave
In the end, everybody sleeps in the grave
Everyone’s a demon on their way to hell
I don’t give a shit in case you couldn’t tell