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The Devil Always Pulls Through

by Hana Piranha

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Took the last train to the coast
And in the window I could see my ghost
Breathing words onto the glass
Any joy you feel, it never lasts

If I could know where the dead go
As they swing in the breeze
Feel the wind blow, pure as indigo
And wait for the tide to carry me home

Every time I’m getting dry
Like clockwork, a hero comes riding by
Now nothing else don’t weigh no more
It’s like someone, he heard my call

If it could be so easy
Would it matter at all?
Who would I be cheating?
Be cheating?

Each night I dream it again
A handsome stranger and he’s calling my name
God works in mysterious ways
But the Devil always pulls through

Who are you, dark author of grace and blasphemy?
This taboo you taught me, I guard it jealously
Is he your cruel enforcer, or are you one and the same?
Feels like my universe is falling into a cradle of flame

Take this emptiness inside
The one I pray to, oh, he hasn’t even tried
So won’t you purify and violate me
Vilify and validate my sins
I’ll give you everything
God works in mysterious ways
God works in mysterious ways
But the Devil always pulls through

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released March 3, 1923

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Hana Piranha London, UK

With a sultry blend of violin, full-throated guitars and dark lyrics, Hana Piranha's take on alternative rock will leave you defiled and addicted

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