Satan Takes a Holiday - Hell Is Here

man-child, son of a gun
ran wild, end of a run
closer, I know what's mine
it's over, the first in line

love me, love me not
I'll do, fuck I want
we have, all on file
now you're, walking the mile

you'd be forgiven if you didn't see it coming
or had a hard time hearing all the drumming
you've done things you can't undo
you're not too clever, are you?
here it comes - end is near
here it comes - hell is here

hey now, take a pill
chill now, I'm learning still
back down, I'm just a man
we can't all be a fan

we have but one goal
too late - heads will roll
hey now, all good fun
it's me - son of a gun

know your own worth
what can you do?
scorching the earth
before I give it to you

make it your move
move it some more
whatever you do
I've done it before

Written by:
ALEXANDER ROBERT ILMARI IDFALK, DANIEL LARS FROBERG, FRED LENNART BURMAN, JOHANNES ERIK LINDSJOO

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Lyrics © Bluewater Music Corp.

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