Luyện nghe bài hát The Devil Stole The Beat From The Lord

Got you concerned by unconscious mistake
A bit blacker magic for that soul sake
Kinda caught you cold, a wicked twist on your
Could call it crucifixion or subdue to

Got you fooled by a mass
Bragging 'bout fortunes you're about to
And your got your conscious sore
But it feels so when you scream for more

The Devil stole the from the Lord
It's time to set things
Bragging like a that you got away
You're down and you have to pay

Got you counting and talking in tongues
Got your in blood, suck the air from your lungs
And they have you such devious games
Where no bets are even, the dealer's the same

Now your illusions, they don't so grand
What you call yours is second hand
question what they want from you
Just get up and dance when they you to

The Devil stole the beat the Lord
It's to set things straight
Bragging a brat that you got away
You're goin' down and you to pay

It's hard to
When you on your laughter
But the works in mysterious ways
a hint or a clue

Got you fooled by a mass
Bragging fortunes you're about to land
And your got your conscious sore
But it feels so good when you for more

The stole the beat from the Lord
Do you got it takes
Keep like a brat that you got away
you'd last till the end
But you don't have the means, oh no, you

The Devil stole the beat from the
And the sway
You're goin' down and you to pay

Yeah, you to pay