Meet The Devil

Lyrics

Yeah Whatever Were you hoping to get out of this hell unscathed? Well, there's more to come We're only at the outer circle of destruction and hate Approaching the gate Sinners at ground level, traitors further down (Next floor down!) Are you new at this town? I wouldn't advise it but if you want to stay I'll show you the way On these streets are those who drink and steal (so what) No big deal, just a little fight at the bus stop Small crimes in a corner shop Over there is a boy that pretends (he does!) he likes his girlfriend Behind her back he calls her a loser, he's just trying to use her And the girlfriend isn't far away (so close) selling weed in an alleyway The pill was making her depressed, she didn't take the rest So now to cross the state line she's committing a few crimes And if you think this place is tragic, check what happens down the line Over and over There's drama on the street Crying on my shoulder Over things you see and hear Tears and make-up in a club Heartache and breakup Next level down is a girl from TV That everyone thinks they want to be But be careful what you wish for You know that in your dreams Things ain't always what they seem (they're not) Behind the lights and smoke screen She carries matches, gasoline Burning bridges, rising stakes That's the choice that some make Life is now right here They want fame A typical story so tell me if it's boring They're ready to do what it takes One lies one cheats the other one fakes They want to take the short cut and get a bigger cut But remember trust is like a mirror If it's broken someone gonna get a cut Over and over There's drama on the street Crying on my shoulder Over things you see and hear Tears and make-up in a club Heartache and breakup So boy are you ready to face the devil? If yes proceed with me to the next level Out here is an all out war Killers, betrayal, whole lot more Will you also sell your soul to make a deal? And do the things it takes to keep her real? The choice is yours as they often say Whatever you choose though you'll be the one to pay Over and over You see drama on the street Crying on my shoulder Over things you see and hear (He said, she said, you seen it all happen outside your door) Tears and make-up drying on your lips You know shit's fucked up And she moves her hips Towards the door (it's an exit) She will say no more