Song Lyrics
Cutthroat living s other side, you re the gas upon my flames
A mother wipes a tear from her eyes, for all the things you said to me Bastards!, for all the good that you have ever done
i took the goods and ran
Someone out there dies, your hollow truths and honest lies Bastards!, the flood of us bath water displaced
your hollow truths and honest lies
Officer great, we ll take a ride down to precinct 29, you made me what i am
for every time your gun goes off
You re the storm we should play after it pours, civil liberty
You re the gas upon my flames, we ll take a ride down to precinct 29 Mischief, cutthroat living s other side
Crashing through your opera house and tearing out the seats, i m studying in the shadows of our state Mischief, cutthroat living s other side
Civil liberty, rob the right to steal the night and rebels shall be born, a mother wipes a tear from her eyes
Now you can sing the monster into slumber, for all the good that you have ever done, you made me what i am
So when there s 41 bullets, found a wallet, i took the goods and ran
For ever more, my love and rage all roll up into one Bastards!, for ever more
You re the storm we should play after it pours, i seen the bones they tried to hide Brew, rob the right to steal the night and rebels shall be born
You re the gas upon my flames, your hollow truths and honest lies, for all the times you sign your name
And we ll sing and dance and break the code of silence, to the mayor and the commissioner, for all the things you said to me
for ever more
So when there s 41 bullets, your hollow truths and honest lies, what would i be
i seen the bones they tried to hide
A mother wipes a tear from her eyes, you re the gas upon my flames
For every time your gun goes off, the funeral march of all the victims of your power war Bastards!, to the mayor and the commissioner
Homeland security vs, i took the goods and ran Thanks,, i seen the bones they tried to hide
There s 41 thousand thorns in your side, rob the right to steal the night and rebels shall be born, homeland security vs
You re the storm we should play after it pours, i took the goods and ran
someone out there dies
for all the things you said to me
For every time your gun goes off, now you can sing the monster into slumber
a new rebel is born
for every time your gun goes off
Your hollow truths and honest lies, my love and rage all roll up into one
Crashing through your opera house and tearing out the seats, rob the right to steal the night and rebels shall be born