Hostages - Lords of Lawndale - Lyrics, Similar artists

Kishore Kumar Hits — Hostages - Lords of Lawndale lyrics

Artist: Hostages

album: Murder City

The world is fucking restless, purging one flood at a time
The golden leaves cut us open, we bleed into the streets
We don't need your thoughts and prayers, they bring no hope for us
I see the sky open up
And all the hell thats coming home
There's so much more to say, but what else can we do?
Our worst fucking nightmare, is finally coming true
We're all junkies after all
Just let us breathe
Tell us just "grin and bear it". how much more can we take?
Our blood has filled the streets, it flows into the lake
We stare death in the face, and scream out "take us away"
Take us away
He whispers back "oh just you fucking wait"
And when he comes, believe he won't be late
There's fucking blood in the streets
There's fucking blood everywhere
There's fucking blood on my hands
There's fucking blood on my hands
Fuck
Hell is coming home

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