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We Own the Night

Hollywood Undead


Whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa

Got the top down
Gonna baptize you bitches 'cause you know you cop out
Calm down, all you motherfuckers do is talk loud
You sold out and every single one of you is cold now
My town, thirty-deep, we're 'bout to fucking roll out

Look alive as I light up the sky
And pump up the twelve-gauge and blow off your disguise
No surprise, there ain't no compromise
They doped up these motherfuckers
hit 'em straight in the eyes

And the one-eyed man is king in the land of the blind
And so you wanna live forever? But today you will die

(It's your time!)

Here you lie as I crucify
You're the boy who will cry and I'm the wolf of goodbye

And every single page is drawn in blood, can't you see?
Plus it's because you're triple six feet in the deep
And I'll send you straight to the afterlife for fucking with me
Hollywood to the death, undead put you to sleep

Can't fall, can't die
Tonight we're so alive

Singing whoa, we own the night
Whoa, we own the night

We call, you rise
With you, we never die

Singing whoa, we own the night
Whoa, we own the night

Broken words that I've been told
If you wanna throw some blows
We can go toe to toe
Kick the door and throw it open

No one knows, I thought I told 'em
Thought you had it, now you're choking
People dropping, bodies folding
Say undead, two coffins open

Praying to that holy ghost
He can't save you, there's no hope
Looking through that barrel smoke
Pull the trigger, let it go

The game just doesn't end the closer
You can't sink down any lower
We couldn't get any colder
With these devils on our shoulders

Is someone popping shots? Now someone called the cops
Charlie scene: And when the dust settles
you know we gon' be on top
Funny man: Smoking till I'm under six feet on the dock
Charlie scene: Welcome to the jungle
we got beef on the block

Charlie's rolling through your hood, funny at his side
Looking like a fucking pain parade passing by
And we hopping out the jeep, if you fuckers wanna die
Fucking with undead is like committing suicide

Can't fall, can't die
Tonight we're so alive

Singing whoa, we own the night
Whoa, we own the night

We call, you rise
With you, we never die

Singing whoa, we own the night
Whoa, we own the night

This time, this time we will all rise
All rise for the lost lives, lost lives for the last time
For the last time, we will all rise
For the last time, we will all rise
For the last time, we will all rise
For the last time, we will all rise

Can't fall, can't die
Tonight we're so alive

Singing whoa, we own the night
Whoa, we own the night
We call, you rise
With you, we never die

Singing whoa, we own the night
Whoa, we own the night

Whoa, we own the night
Whoa, we own the night
Whoa, we own the night
Whoa, we own the night
Compositores: Daniel Murillo (Danny) (BMI), Dylan Peter Alvarez (Funny Man) (BMI), George Arthur Ragan (George Ragan) (BMI), Jordon Kristopher Terrell (Charlie Scene) (BMI), Jorel Decker (J Dog) (BMI), Matthew Alexis Busek (Kurlzz da) (BMI), Sean GouldEditores: BMG Rights Management Us LLC (BMI), Weird Wild Stuff MusicECAD verificado obra #18351195 em 21/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM

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