Fear and Loathing in Roscommon

There's no (There's no)
Escape (Escape)
From the choices that you already made
Fuck

Your cup runs over
While the village well is running dry
Your cup runs over
While you sit back and watch the martyrs die
The clock ticks slower
You made us wait for this?
There's no way forward
You're giving death a kiss

We always knew this town had secrets
Some things are better left unknown
Every man in this town has regrets
The seeds of pestilence were sewn a long time ago

The fight is over
But the war has just begun
The fight is over
We dug a grave for one
The ground grows colder
As your body sinks into the earth
This isn't over
The war has just begun

We always knew this town had secrets
Some things are better left unknown
Every man in this town has regrets
The seeds of pestilence were sewn a long time ago

The damage has been done



Credits
Writer(s): Joseph Fenech
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