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The Devoured Man Video (MV)




Performed By: Ola Onabulé
Language: English
Length: 4:30
Written by: Ola Onabulé




Ola Onabulé - The Devoured Man Lyrics




THE DEVOURED MAN
Ola Onabule © 2006

VERSE 1
Back in the day he was so cool
Virtue like a glistening jewel
Proud of being incorruptible,
Now he won't scrutinize his soul
And what he's chosen not to know
Beneath a mask of denial and stone

CHORUS
Its the motion, of stagnation
A wink from temptation
The skirts of wind blown caution
That devalue a man

Greeds belly rumbles
We pause in vain fumbles
A minutes silence in the jungle
For the devoured man

VERSE 2
We know he'll want to justify
With protestation, testify
We get in line for all he's left behind
If he behaves it wont be far
It's just a heartbreaks drive by car
Close enough to learn whose loving her

MID 8
Was it fragile pride, it never falls with grace
It can quit without a single trace
Leaving all it ever craved with bright red hands
Was he an honest man, who planned to slay his price
Till his price came calling more than twice.
Guess now there aint the slightest doubt he understands
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English

THE DEVOURED MAN
Ola Onabule © 2006

VERSE 1
Back in the day he was so cool
Virtue like a glistening jewel
Proud of being incorruptible,
Now he won't scrutinize his soul
And what he's chosen not to know
Beneath a mask of denial and stone

CHORUS
Its the motion, of stagnation
A wink from temptation
The skirts of wind blown caution
That devalue a man

Greeds belly rumbles
We pause in vain fumbles
A minutes silence in the jungle
For the devoured man

VERSE 2
We know he'll want to justify
With protestation, testify
We get in line for all he's left behind
If he behaves it wont be far
It's just a heartbreaks drive by car
Close enough to learn whose loving her

MID 8
Was it fragile pride, it never falls with grace
It can quit without a single trace
Leaving all it ever craved with bright red hands
Was he an honest man, who planned to slay his price
Till his price came calling more than twice.
Guess now there aint the slightest doubt he understands
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Writer: Ola Onabulé
Copyright: Lyrics © SCHUBERT MUSIC PUBLISHING INC.

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