Holy Smokes

Don't go alone, it's cold
Save your strength for what is worth, I'm told
Break our backs, fill these sacks, with gold
Get out now and don't look back, its hell

Beyond this broken glass and scattered ash
Lies the days that are gone and the dream we had

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Holy, holy smokes
We dug our graves and we sold our souls
But no, we cannot hold
The weight of the world on our own

These roads are paved with bones
Be not afraid, you're not alone
Make our peace, piece by piece, for now
We'll be back, to take back, what's ours

Beyond this broken glass and scattered ash
Lies the days that are gone and the dream we had

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Holy, Holy Smokes
Holy, Holy, Holy Smokes



Credits
Writer(s): Kevin Keegan, Taylor Freund, Nick Ball, Adrian Popovich
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