Demi God: Remix - Attrition

Demi-God said this evening

«Is anyone out there?»

Meaning pretend we never said we’d steal

And we’d bounce our cheques to please him

He’s playing on our side

He’s playing on our side

Demi-God hit the ceiling

Is there anyone left?

Receiving daily bread and believing

His hands are tied and bleeding

He’s playing on our side

He’s playing on our side

Demi-God heard you screaming

Is there anyone worth redeeming?

Do we cut him down to release him?

Your smile does not deceive him

He’s playing on our side

He’s playing on our side

He’s playing on our side

He’s playing on our side