No Heart
We got no heart
And we got no soul
And we got no skill
But we've got your number
We got no heart
And we got no soul
And we got no skill
But we've got your number
Got 20 hours before my decay
It's like a stinger face and take it
Why's the thrill some sick foreplay
It's like a fake imagination
Why can't the world be more perennial
You'll wake divergent just you wait
Sin and vice whose fortune fell
In dark places stoked from hell
We got no heart
And we got no soul
And we got no skill
But we've got your number
We got no heart
And we got no soul
And we got no skill
But we've got your number
This earth is sick with something grave
Become infected, you can taste it
Prisoners have come out to play
The day is gone, they've come to wake you
Why can't the dawn break for light
Night of the dead we recreate
Sin and vice whose fortune fell
In dark places stoked from hell
We got no heart
And we got no soul
And we got no skill
But we've got your number
We got no heart
And we got no soul
And we got no skill
But we've got your number
Sin and vice whose fortune fell
In dark places stoked from hell
No heart
No soul
No skill
But your number is none
Ah yeah
No heart
No soul
No skill
But your number is none
Ah yeah
No heart
No soul
No skill
But your number is none
Ah yeah
No heart
No soul
No skill
But your number is none
And we got no soul
And we got no skill
But we've got your number
We got no heart
And we got no soul
And we got no skill
But we've got your number
Got 20 hours before my decay
It's like a stinger face and take it
Why's the thrill some sick foreplay
It's like a fake imagination
Why can't the world be more perennial
You'll wake divergent just you wait
Sin and vice whose fortune fell
In dark places stoked from hell
We got no heart
And we got no soul
And we got no skill
But we've got your number
We got no heart
And we got no soul
And we got no skill
But we've got your number
This earth is sick with something grave
Become infected, you can taste it
Prisoners have come out to play
The day is gone, they've come to wake you
Why can't the dawn break for light
Night of the dead we recreate
Sin and vice whose fortune fell
In dark places stoked from hell
We got no heart
And we got no soul
And we got no skill
But we've got your number
We got no heart
And we got no soul
And we got no skill
But we've got your number
Sin and vice whose fortune fell
In dark places stoked from hell
No heart
No soul
No skill
But your number is none
Ah yeah
No heart
No soul
No skill
But your number is none
Ah yeah
No heart
No soul
No skill
But your number is none
Ah yeah
No heart
No soul
No skill
But your number is none
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Writer(s): Michael Baum
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