Evil Lyrics by Islander
Cash stealer, emotional hustler, man I don’t trust ya
Thought that you could tiptoe around but now your busted
Changing up our history to match the lies you don’t believe
Dropping bombs and claiming peace
Between the guns and the Bible, satanic panic revival
Darkness is the movement they push
(Don’t leave the light on)
Corporate party show stealer
Wheelin’ dealin’ go getter
Time to make some moves
Quick, drop the bass head splitter
It’s evil
Between the guns and the money
The guns and the money
It’s evil
Between the guns and the money
You’re bound to lose your soul
You’re the wicked man
Mischief maker
Bloody hand rule breaker
Artificial undertaker
Soul snatcher
Idle of hypocrisy
Ruler of the damned
White washer of morality
I call your bluff
Can’t shut me up
I call your bluff
Can’t shut me up
It’s evil
Between the guns and the money
The guns and the money
It’s evil
Between the guns and the money
You’re bound to lose your soul
They blame it on the iPhone
They blame it on the Android
They blame it on the sugar, not the kid that robbed the candy store
They blame it on the cop, and never on the crooked
They blame it on the shotgun that just ran out of bullets
It’s evil
Between the guns and the money
The guns and the money
It’s evil
Between the guns and the money
You’re bound to lose your soul