Let's make something clear We're all recording this as it happens Those diamond bullets, storefront blood bank Splinters and stained glass We don't need to move a single prayer bone Dodge burn so loud and so low We don't need to move a single prayer bone Hi-def is still life So what's a nice place like this Doing 'round people like us? So what's a nice place like this Doing 'round people like us? We know where you fucking live We know where you fucking live We'll burn it down, burn it down They won't even recognize your corpse The world was stripped of its superficial surfaces We don't intend to just eat the street The asphalt is the good meat We will sleep on the skin of its nightmares We will sleep on the skin of its nightmares Time to just kill this crowd Scream as fucking loud We know where you fucking live We know where you fucking live We'll burn it down, burn it down They won't even recognize your corpse Fire, fire, fire, fire, fire away Fire, fire, fire, fire, fire away Fire, fire, fire, fire, fire away Fire, fire, fire, fire, fire, fire, fire away I love the sound of shells Hitting the ground, man I love the sound of shells Hitting the ground, I love it I love the sound of shells Hitting the ground, man I love the sound of shells Hitting the ground, I love it I love it Fire, fire, fire away Fire fire fire away Fire fire fire, fire fire fire Fire fire fire, fire fire fire, fire fire fire We know where you fucking live We know where you fucking live We'll burn it down, burn it down They won't even recognize your corpse We know where you fucking live We know where you fucking live We know where you fucking live We know where you fucking live So what's a nice place like this Doing 'round people like us? So what's a nice place like this Doing 'round people like us?
Compositores: Brian Hugh Warner, Tyler Lee Bates ECAD: Obra #17342689