letra de crucial hangs - horrible girl and the hot mess
i am sick sick sick of breaking glass- when i punch the clock i can hear ’em laugh
our hearts served cold cold on a plate, i’ve been counting hours, i’ve been counting days. in every city it seems the same, their funeral bells are our living wage- gotta get away, gotta get away fast, climb in the van and never look back
“are you ready? let’s go now!” the air is warm, the moon is out
destroy that which holds you down, let’s get outta town right now
got five five five five more hours to go, til we hit the curb, ready to explodе-
this passion is not yours to sell, we’ll make it, do it, build it, shapе it all ourselves. on every street, they’ll hear the sound, break every f-cking string left in this house, gotta get away, can’t wait to come back, we can’t wait to see you again
“the tank is full- do you wanna see the world?”
“the tank is full- do you wanna see the world?”
“are you ready? let’s go now!” the air is warm, the moon is out
destroy that which holds you down, let’s get outta town right now
i said godd-mn!
the quilted crickets sing protest songs- in west virginia, i sing along
this haunted mountain, that crooked ghost, all the people i miss the most
the quilted crickets sing protest songs, sing protest songs- in west virginia, i sing along
this haunted mountain, that crooked ghost, all the people i miss the most
“are you ready? let’s go now!” the air is warm, the moon is out
destroy those that hold you down, let’s get outta town right now
now!
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