WOE, IS ME
Desolate [The Conductor]
(feat. Jonny Craig)
Out in the
everglades,
Sleeping in
with the poor is a fortune for the brave,
I can easily
say that we will never change
But be
implacable and never lose your flames.
Wouldn't you
say that the world has spit on you enough.
Unanswered
prayers, sleeping under streetlights
And I don't
understand the danger of talking them up
Every night,
You salvage
every skyline,
Only enough
so that you might have the chance to feel fine.
Swear to God
I believe we've had enough trying to save the world,
Did you hear
me,
We have had
enough.
This is how
we close the show,
So sit back
and listen,
Cause it's
not over yet.
You think you
know us
Well you
don't know shit.
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