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The Devil Always Wins Video (MV)




Performed By: Diadem
Language: English
Length: 3:56
Written by: Bradley Rogers




Diadem - The Devil Always Wins Lyrics
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Born unto trouble and the pressure never gets to him
Took a right hook
But the pain wasn't listening
He's gotta get back on the horse
Even though it's gonna kick him off again
With no surprise
He's got whisky on his breath
Hands are reaching out
Knows he brought it on himself
But he's even keeled
No matter where he's been
Cause the devil always wins
With no surprise
Feeling so at home
In a daze of subconscious choice
Say yes to the bottle
Perpetuate the vicious cycle
Feeling all alone
Surrounded by people he loves
Till he finds his place in the sky
Or buried deep and fast asleep
Or nothingness presides
These hands hold all there is to know
An unholy descent
A mantra that
Will make ruin of everything
The ground will reclaim what it's owed
As life begins again
Another man
His lot cast yet unforeseen
Born unto trouble and his hope is now a vestige
Took the right pill but the pain wasn't listening
He's gotta get back on the horse
Even though the wheel will spin around and round
With no surprise
He's got whisky on his breath
Heart is racing now
Cause he knows he still has time
But it's running out
No matter brave or bold
The curtains always close
With no surprise
Feeling so at home
In a daze of subconscious choice
Say yes to the bottle
Perpetuate the vicious cycle
Feeling all alone
A boredom that numbs to the bone
Till he finds his place in the sky
Or buried deep and fast asleep
Or nothingness presides
A cry from soil down below
A life born to resent
The power that
Will bring ruin to everything
The ground will reclaim what it's owed
As life begins again
Another man
His lot cast yet unforeseen
These hands hold all there is to know
An unholy descent
A mantra that
Will make ruin of everything
The ground will reclaim what it's owed
As life begins again
Another man
His lot cast yet unforeseen
These hands hold all there is to know
An unholy descent
A mantra that
Will make ruin of everything
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English

Born unto trouble and the pressure never gets to him
Took a right hook
But the pain wasn't listening
He's gotta get back on the horse
Even though it's gonna kick him off again
With no surprise
He's got whisky on his breath
Hands are reaching out
Knows he brought it on himself
But he's even keeled
No matter where he's been
Cause the devil always wins
With no surprise
Feeling so at home
In a daze of subconscious choice
Say yes to the bottle
Perpetuate the vicious cycle
Feeling all alone
Surrounded by people he loves
Till he finds his place in the sky
Or buried deep and fast asleep
Or nothingness presides
These hands hold all there is to know
An unholy descent
A mantra that
Will make ruin of everything
The ground will reclaim what it's owed
As life begins again
Another man
His lot cast yet unforeseen
Born unto trouble and his hope is now a vestige
Took the right pill but the pain wasn't listening
He's gotta get back on the horse
Even though the wheel will spin around and round
With no surprise
He's got whisky on his breath
Heart is racing now
Cause he knows he still has time
But it's running out
No matter brave or bold
The curtains always close
With no surprise
Feeling so at home
In a daze of subconscious choice
Say yes to the bottle
Perpetuate the vicious cycle
Feeling all alone
A boredom that numbs to the bone
Till he finds his place in the sky
Or buried deep and fast asleep
Or nothingness presides
A cry from soil down below
A life born to resent
The power that
Will bring ruin to everything
The ground will reclaim what it's owed
As life begins again
Another man
His lot cast yet unforeseen
These hands hold all there is to know
An unholy descent
A mantra that
Will make ruin of everything
The ground will reclaim what it's owed
As life begins again
Another man
His lot cast yet unforeseen
These hands hold all there is to know
An unholy descent
A mantra that
Will make ruin of everything
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Writer: Bradley Rogers
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