Paroles de Evil

Danny

pochette album Evil
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(hook: gavin castleton)
Evil, i feel the sickness running under my skin
Father, when i get up to heaven, gonna let me in
People who judge me, but i know they haven't been where i've been
I know the day's gonna come when i've gotta repent
But until then, i just keep runnin' and runnin' and runnin'

(verse 1: danny! )
I keep on runnin'
But i don't know where i am goin'
The shit is just mind-blowin'
Surrounded by circus clowns and i'm sick of the pie-throwin'
Ridiculous, i ain't knowin'
Where to locate my saneness
Ooops, i meant to say sanity, danny is brainless
Ooops, i meant to pray near this canopy bed
Too bad there's too many hookers layin' in it, danny is shameless
You lames just shuck and jive like andy and amos
Co-signed by two giants, y'all still don't know who d. swain is?
I'm sayin'

(hook)

(verse 2: danny! )
Was thought to be a pleasant guy my entire life
But somethin' snapped in me, nowadays i ain't wired right
Paranoia got me feelin' like i'mma die tonight
Somebody gon' merk the kid
For all of the dirt i did
I swear i'm only human, but i'm
One step away before the evil consumes him
Engraved in his tomb, with a reputation in ruins
Y'all know the deal
I act aloof to hide that i'm real scared
Thought i outran my demons, rear-view mirror, they still there

(hook)

(bridge: gavin castleton)
You wanna criticize me
But yo i don't know what to tell ya (don't know what to tell ya)
You wanna crucify me
But yo i don't know what to tell ya (don't know what to tell ya)
You wanna hold down me, i swear
Don't know what to tell ya (don't know what to tell ya)
You wanna pop shit at me
But yo i don't know what to tell ya (don't know what to tell ya)
Only god can judge me

(hook)

Sometimes i feel like doin' a beat
Sometimes i don't
Sometimes i feel like movin' my feet
Sometimes i don't
Sometimes i feel like doin' a beat
Sometimes i don't
Sometimes we make you move ya feet
Sometimes we don't

(verse 3: danny! )
I'm evil than a motherfucker
Fuck yeah i claim it, come and see me you motherfuckers
I walk the line between a saint and a sinner, nigga
We're all the same, you think we ain't? guess again, my nigga
Came to the game, stole a loaf of bread to feed myself
Read 'tween the lines, it paid off, now my records sell
I got the feeling that you're tryin' to judge me, well
H-e-l-l, y'all can go to hell
E-v-i, l

Sometimes i feel like doin' a beat
Sometimes i don't
Sometimes i feel like movin' my feet
Sometimes i don't
Sometimes i feel like doin' a beat
Sometimes i don't
Sometimes we make you move ya feet
Sometimes we don't

(hook)

(outro: amber tamblyn)
Father forgive me
I'm not the daughter i should be
Now he's in a coffin off grand street
Should've kept his hands off me