Foul
2022 · album
Alley Trash - Son of the South lyrics
Artist: Alley Trash
album: New Failures
These colors don't run, but they sure as hell stain
Ashamed of my blood, my kin, my family name
Dead traitor's flag held high, logic unsound
Lacking all empathy, ignorant and proud
Our undoing is the indifference of a few good men
I won't sit idly by
Wasting my hands, wringing my time
I've been been embarrassed for more than long enough
Kill all your idols and fuck with your demons
Fuck your fake friends and go disown your families
I saw you then for what you were
I see you now you selfish whore
I saw you then you selfish inbred scum
So don't carry me home
Ashamed of my blood, my kin, my family name
Dead traitor's flag held high, logic unsound
Lacking all empathy, ignorant and proud
Our undoing is the indifference of a few good men
I won't sit idly by
Wasting my hands, wringing my time
I've been been embarrassed for more than long enough
Kill all your idols and fuck with your demons
Fuck your fake friends and go disown your families
I saw you then for what you were
I see you now you selfish whore
I saw you then you selfish inbred scum
So don't carry me home
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