Black Lungs
(专辑: For Those That Wish To Exist - 2021)
Do you cross your heart when you hope to die? Are you sleeping deep in the
hurricane? IVs in the
arm, forgetting to feel We're crawling on all fours Will you fall on that sword at the
second coming? You're gonna taste the
ash and dust 'Cause this world is dying in our arms Now the
wheels are turning What would you do to stay alive if the
planet was burning? You wanna make your hell a
reality? Black lungs for the
young if they dare to breathe (If they dare to breathe, woah) Sure sounds like heaven to me You've gotta cut the
roots to kill the
weeds No place to go if we don't believe (If we don't believe, woah) Good Lord, it's enough to plague a
saint Give us a
Judas steer we can deify Yeah, we all pretend we're the
renegades So wash us away, garroted by a
halo Take a
bow, 'cause time's running out There's no doubt that the
end is coming You're gonna taste the
ash, you're gonna taste the
dust 'Cause this world is dying in our arms Now the
wheels are turning What would you do to stay alive if the
planet was burning? You wanna make your hell a
reality? Black lungs for the
young if they dare to breathe (If they dare to breathe, woah) Sure sounds like heaven to me You've gotta cut the
roots to kill the
weeds No place to go if we don't believe (If we don't believe, woah) Good Lord, it's enough to plague a
saint Good Lord, it's enough to plague a
saint Post love, post truth, justice lays bound And black bagged ready for the
guillotine We can all plead guilty when they ask "Where were you when the
Gods clipped the
wings of the
Phoenix?" They clipped the
wings of the
Phoenix When will we wrestle the
world from the
fools and their gold, and their fucking covenant? We'll be waiting Will enough be enough when we're holding on for dear life You wanna make your hell a
reality? Black lungs for the
young if they dare to breathe (If they dare to breathe, woah) Sure sounds like heaven to me You've gotta cut the
roots to kill the
weeds No place to go if we don't believe (If we don't believe, woah) Good Lord, it's enough to plague a
saint It's enough to plague a
saint It's enough to plague a
saint It's enough to plague a
saint We can all plead guilty when they ask "Where were you when the
Gods clipped the
wings of the
Phoenix?"