Hell Is Here (feat. Tess De La Cour) Lyrics

Satan Takes A Holiday Hell Is Here (feat. Tess De La Cour)

Man child, son of a gun
Ran wild, end of a run
Closer, I know what's mine
It's over, the first in line

Love me, love me not
I'll do f..ck I want
We have all on file
Now you're walking the mile

You'd be forgiven if you didn't see it coming
Or had a hard time hearing all the drumming
You've done things you can't undo
You're not too clever, are you?
Here it comes, end is near
Here it comes, hell is here

Hey now, take a pill
Chill now, I'm learning still
Back down, I'm just a man
We can't all be a fan

We have but one goal
Too late, heads will roll
Hey now, all good fun
It's me, son of a gun

Know your own worth
What can you do?
Scorching the earth
Before I give it to you

Make it your move
Move it some more
Whatever you do
I've done it before