Angelspit - Counterfeit 2011 | Текст песни

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For what we are about to do, may the Lord make us truly spiteful…
On a train, going down
Don’t care if you go up in smoke
You think you’re better now, prove it now
Trading currency for your ghost

Power of berserk compels you
Time for fraud and ruin
If God is money, I am the Devil, I am the Devil
If God is money, I am the counterfeit, you’ve been had

Ever get the feeling you’ve been ripped-off…how about right now?
Bite size oblivion, gorge yourself
Self imposed slavery, toss away the key, burn that tie
Annihilation, spoon fed, prescribed, amplified

Power of berserk compels you
Time for fraud and ruin
If God is money, I am the Devil, I am the Devil
If God is money, I am the counterfeit, you’ve been had

Scapegoat, Strung up, Bankrupt, Forgotten
They say you burn plastic baby
But where do you cut the line
It’s so hard to stand up baby
When you ain’t got a spine
If God is money, I am the Devil, I am the Devil
If God is money, I am the counterfeit, you’ve been had
The great wrought, you’ve been swindled; you bought it, Lift up your scars!

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