Black Gloves

By Ash Code

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Flesh, blood, the sacrifice on the floor

I'm tearing you apart to feed my ego

I was sick of being alone, completely unknown

So I started to race, just to leave a trace

Clap your hands to the beat

Let me cheat, let me cheat

Raise your hands to the beat

Let me cheat, let me cheat

Sunglasses and black gloves on

I'm riding the success like a lightning in the storm

I walked on the bodies and drained all thе souls

I used everybody and thеy still come to my shows

Clap your hands to the beat

Let me cheat, let me cheat

Raise your hands to the beat

Let me cheat, let me cheat