Nothing Quite Like This

Knock, knock
Who's there?
Open up and let us in if you dare
Set the table
Light the room
The wolves are in and we'll howl at that moon
On all four
We'll shake the windows and we'll rattle the door
Black sky, starts to cry
Rain falls from both of your eyes

There ain't nothing quite like this
There ain't nothing quite like this

Bang, bang
Goes the drum
The bass rumbles and the guitar get strummed
And the sound is filthy as a bloodhound
Ring, ring
Goes the bell
Alarms are sounding like the sirens from hell
It burns
Now the sun gets its turn

There ain't nothing quite like this
There ain't nothing quite like this

No fame, ain't a shame
We can't complain when there's only us to blame
It's a game and you play for your name
Bombs, Bombs
Bombs away
It's all we got at the end of our day
As a pack, we don't want no other way

There ain't nothing quite like this
There ain't nothing quite like this
There ain't nothing quite like this



Credits
Writer(s): Joey Class, Damien Kage, Scott Mason, Johnny Gibbons
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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