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Verse 1
Crooked minds
Spitting wicked rhymes
Committing crooked crimes
Playing with our

Very lives
Just to fill the void
They have inside
Chasing power
They don't deserve
Welcome to the demons
In charge
We all serve

Chorus
Shadows of what
We could have been
Forever haunting
As we lose ourselves
More and more within
Seeing the hell
They did bring
The demons in charge

Once again do grin

verse 2
Demons on
Our last nerve
Making us question
Everything

We have ever heard
While pointing fingers
At those not to blame
Just to further
Their sick fucked up game
Driving us insane
But in a way
That keeps them winning
As in a sea of sin
We keep drowning

Chorus