Hoods - Alkali Flats - Lyrics, Similar artists

Kishore Kumar Hits — Hoods - Alkali Flats lyrics

Artist: Hoods

album: Pray For Death

There is no one watching them rest
We are all on our own
Walk down these streets of starvation and death
Where mothers sell their pussies to feed their kids
I'm all alone in a cold place I can? t escape
Walk down these streets of starvation and death
Where mothers sell their pussies to feed their kids
Paint the walls red and slit your wrists
[Incomprehensible]
All these years and all this pain
I watch you die every fucking day
Toxic is our air
Our skies, our pain
Sun comes up over our graves
Filth on the street, it never goes away
Whores and drugs, our child? s play
Where needles and pills are king and queen
Walk down these streets of starvation and death
Where mothers sell their pussies to feed their kids
Paint the walls red and slit your wrists
[Incomprehensible]
Filled with sorrow, today? s a new day
These scars on my body will never go away
These years I? ve lost, I drank them all away
Sick inside, I still pray
Walk down these streets of starvation and death
Where mothers sell their pussies to feed their kids
Paint the walls red and slit your wrists
[Incomprehensible]

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