They Will Kill Us All (Without Mercy)
What's left of California?
What's left of Los Angeles?
Sidewalks cry 'cause they're not as high
Shooting old dope
Rich kid skies are a good disguise
Lining our veins with hope
What did you get for free and where you gonna sell it?
Why should I give a shit cover up your face lift?
What's left of my broken heart what's left of Los Angeles
We got a new design
Excess redefined so you can dream it
We rewrote the standards
Covered up the old scars so you believe it
Scrape black tar from a guilty lung
Throw a needle in your arm
Cough up wrongs of the city stars
They didn't mean no harm
What were you supposed to be and what did you turn into
We don't even need you here but where you gonna run to
Good drugs, bad streets, arms tied, my world capsized with style
We got a new design
Excess redefined so you can dream it
We rewrote the standards
Covered up the old scars so you believe it
I got a [Incomprehensible] just leave me alone
I got a new plan, get me outta here
Pretend sincere stumble on words
Desperation the warmth of a gun
Last hundred years, remember twenty four
We got a new design
Excess redefined so you can dream it
We rewrote the standards
Covered up the old scars so you believe it
We got a new design
Excess redefined so you can dream it
We rewrote the standards
Covered up the old scars so you believe it
What's left of Los Angeles?
Sidewalks cry 'cause they're not as high
Shooting old dope
Rich kid skies are a good disguise
Lining our veins with hope
What did you get for free and where you gonna sell it?
Why should I give a shit cover up your face lift?
What's left of my broken heart what's left of Los Angeles
We got a new design
Excess redefined so you can dream it
We rewrote the standards
Covered up the old scars so you believe it
Scrape black tar from a guilty lung
Throw a needle in your arm
Cough up wrongs of the city stars
They didn't mean no harm
What were you supposed to be and what did you turn into
We don't even need you here but where you gonna run to
Good drugs, bad streets, arms tied, my world capsized with style
We got a new design
Excess redefined so you can dream it
We rewrote the standards
Covered up the old scars so you believe it
I got a [Incomprehensible] just leave me alone
I got a new plan, get me outta here
Pretend sincere stumble on words
Desperation the warmth of a gun
Last hundred years, remember twenty four
We got a new design
Excess redefined so you can dream it
We rewrote the standards
Covered up the old scars so you believe it
We got a new design
Excess redefined so you can dream it
We rewrote the standards
Covered up the old scars so you believe it
Credits
Writer(s): Joby J. Ford, Jorma Vik, Matt Caughthran, James Tweedy
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Link
© 2024 All rights reserved. Rockol.com S.r.l. Website image policy
Rockol
- Rockol only uses images and photos made available for promotional purposes (“for press use”) by record companies, artist managements and p.r. agencies.
- Said images are used to exert a right to report and a finality of the criticism, in a degraded mode compliant to copyright laws, and exclusively inclosed in our own informative content.
- Only non-exclusive images addressed to newspaper use and, in general, copyright-free are accepted.
- Live photos are published when licensed by photographers whose copyright is quoted.
- Rockol is available to pay the right holder a fair fee should a published image’s author be unknown at the time of publishing.
Feedback
Please immediately report the presence of images possibly not compliant with the above cases so as to quickly verify an improper use: where confirmed, we would immediately proceed to their removal.