Текст песни Devil Gets Your Soul - Extreme Music

Out here, we play for keeps
Ain't one of us is innoccent
We all got blood on our hands
It's time for reckoning
No one will come to your defense
We'll cut you down where you stand
When you fall down on your knees
Beg for mercy, mr please
The time has come to make things right
There ain't no judge for pleading to
We done convincted you
The devil gets your soul tonight
Can't quit the game we're in
That cold ground is where it ends
Last one standing gets it all
Your gun may buy you time
Just know your days are numbered and
I'll be there to eatch you fall
When you fall down on your knees
Beg for mercy, mr please
The time has come to make things right
There ain't no judge for pleadin to
We done convicted you
The devil gets your soul tonight