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At the end of each night
When you're sleeping real tight
Take ahold of whatever you can
The towers of this town see everything

No one escapes from this place
Sirens go off as we lay in waste
Billows of smoke surround me like fog
Secrets around here aren't kept long

The air is thick in the early morning mist
Everything is dead
The town won't wake till the sun escapes
Its coffin made of lead

Marching alone as the fog-horns go off
The whole town sleeps at 6 o'clock
Every house is burnt to the ground
Dealers feed the addicts when the sun goes down

Quick to pull the trigger
Quick to twist the knife
Honor does not exist in this fucking life

Desperate to die but don't ask me why
Remember me for only the good times
Don't judge me I can't look in the mirror
I realize I'm from the wrong era

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from Self​-​Titled, released November 18, 2014
Guest vocals by Jeffrey Wang from Bad Times Crew

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