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Gossip in the Devil's Radio

Down

05:18
Diana Catherine
12/15/2015
Diana Catherine Oakley

Lyrics

Down

Hard times are coming
I can taste it in the air
just like hard rains a falling
I can feel it everywhere

that shadow lurks around every corner
tears at your eyes and builds a wall
It's no surprise
It drags you

Down, Down, Down
Down, Down, Down
Down, Down, Down
It drags you it holds you down

The Water still till the ripple
sends a chill right down your spine
feels like the hundredth time
you've hung me out to dry

The darkness holds you like a lover
crawls all over your soul and makes you shudder
It's no surprise
It drags you

Down, Down, Down
Down, Down, Down
Down, Down, Down
It drags you it holds you down

It's been burning for hundred of year
and it will burn for millions more
the fuel that lit the fire
came with youth and pure desire
surrender retreat or except no defeat
the road is long and has no guarantees
It's no surprise
It drags you

Down, Down, Down
Down, Down, Down
Down, Down, Down
It drags you it holds you down