Letras
People cloaked in hate
I pretend
Like I see a thing
Different
And monsters are just saints with different skin
And im the same
(Im the same, the same)
And just because you break me out
Of hell
It doesn't mean
That you can take
The devil out of me
Of me
Is the story teller really better than the villain
Who's to say?
Who's to say that I'm any better with
White feathers tarred onto my wings of ashen black
And I don't ever want to lie
So if you take me out of hell
It doesn't mean you can take the devil out of me
ME
And just because you break me out
Of hell
It doesn't mean
That you can take
The devil out
Of me