Wicked West

The sunsets on the golden coast, and Ocean brings in smells of decay
Packed highways lead concrete cells
As the skies start drizzle champagne

From the valleys where no one will hear you
To the cities that cause all your pain!

Came looking for a better life
All you found was this unholy fame
Fake friends lead change in character
When all you wanted was a piece of the game

Handsome killer with the silver tongue
Offers you a life of regret
Burn! Watch it burn! Setting fire to their mansions
Collapsing hierarchies, erasing the shame



Credits
Writer(s): Diego Díaz
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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