GameboyJones
Child of the Devil
[Verse 1: Zach Boucher (Rin)]
I've been lied to
Ever since i was young
Got a lot of spite
And i always tried to
Be the person he was
But i was never quite there
Gotta handle my demons and nightmares
Gonna take a chance if it's right there
Yeah I've been to hell and even met the devil
I'm the son of Satan i don't fight fair
And I've never been used to a win
Carry a couple of sins
That i should have never broke
Don't know where i should begin
Looking at me like a joke
I'm the little devil Rin
The truth is they will never know
The kind of places that I've been
All these people think i'm full of evil
I was born and raised and taught like i'm an equal
Didn't know myself enough to know i'm lethal
Never witnessed bliss or even something peaceful
I was different no one can relate
It was difficult to carry the weight
Always ignorant and bottled this hate
I don't simmer when i open the gate
Losing a lot of me
Look i'm an oddity
Never meant to be a king or a prodigy
It was set from the beginning a prophecy
Though I've never been the one with comradery
Honestly this was not in my agenda
Never been in this dilemma
Even if they try to take you with them
I won't let you fall into Gehenna
[Verse 2: Gameboy Jones (Yukio)]
Everyone knows I'm a prodigy
Now I know they want a lot from me
The fire inside me is burning so hot
It's like I've been making some pottery
I know that the devil's inside of me
Like i'm hitting the opposite lottery
See me and my brother were both really different
Just like we were ebony ivory
Child of the devil but they thought that i was light risk
Knew that everybody wish that we just came out lifeless
Wish i could be cured wish this all was just a virus
Know that in my heart i must do what is righteous
Hated my brother
But hated myself more
Like why the hell was I this weak?
Why am i hellborn?
Why can't i love myself more
Why am i doubting?
'Cause every single voice inside my head keeps on shouting
I wish that we could be like peas in a pod
Wish your blue flames could stay dormant with you keeping them off
Wish the people said that we were just some gifts from the gods
Either way i'll just keep swinging 'cause i'm beating the odds