DemonScar - Pray on the Prey

Demon scratching at my door
What's another soul
He wants some more
Been a rough few years
Faced all my fears
She's all out of tears

Was it worth all the lies
And all the cries
There's no more tries
Now the well is dry
Cause when you die, it's time to

Jesus washed his hands of the devil's plan
Pray on the prey
Jesus washed his hands of the devil's plan
Pray on the prey
Jesus washed his hands of the devil's plan
Pray on the prey
Jesus washed his hands of the devil's plan
Pray on the prey

All these sick kids dying
It's multiplying
While the doctors pockets are getting thick
Mental health diseases
Trying to pick up the pieces
Of what my mind used to be
Pump me full of this, fill myself with that
The lamb, the slaughter, cover up the tracks
This runaway train has gone insane
Tired of killing what's left of my brain

Jesus washed his hands of the devil's plan
Pray on the prey
Jesus washed his hands of the devil's plan
Pray on the prey
Jesus washed his hands of the devil's plan
Pray on the prey
Jesus washed his hands of the devil's plan
Pray on the prey

The worst of me is still better than you
The worst of me is still better than you
The worst of me is still better than you
The worst of me is still better than you
The worst of me is still better than you
The worst of me is still better than you

Jesus washed his hands of the devil's plan
Pray on the prey
Jesus washed his hands of the devil's plan
Pray on the prey
Jesus washed his hands of the devil's plan
Pray on the prey
Jesus washed his hands of the devil's plan
Pray on the prey

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DemonScar

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