Jeremiah Jae and L'Orange - Ghost Town

The sky crashing
Summer madness
Live action
For the masses
Run the faction
Tilt the axis
Run it backwards
From top

The sky crashing
Summer madness
Live action
For the masses
Run the faction
Tilt the axis
Run it backwards
We at the top

Big business, high steak incentive
Prime rib, the devil's cake fermented
Blood ties the long line of kinship
For the fam, you with us or against us

Take lives, take anything, the god want
Get mines, by any means, the outcome
Can't hide, your mind can't escape from
The landslide, the rag tied, the drapes hug

Veil over the hideous
Cover your face from god
Disgrace and ignorance
Blood stains the heart
Callous on ya fingertips
Then the light fades to dark
Displace the innocence
Splits worlds apart

The sky crashing
Summer madness
Live action
For the masses
Run the faction
Tilt the axis
Run it backwards
From top

The sky crashing
Summer madness
Live action
For the masses
Run the faction
Tilt the axis
Run it backwards
We at the top

Big dreams, it's money on the scene
Landscapes to reap what you sow keep
The biggest crop, from eeds of the family tree
The doors lock, you need a key to be king
Break codes, break every law, to get a piece
Kill the prey but say ya prayers before the feast
Big plates, you salivate for bitter sweets
Tough talk when guns drawn to give a speech

Veil over the hideous
Cover your face from god
Disgrace and ignorance
Blood stains the heart
Callous on ya fingertips
Then the light fades to dark
Displace the innocence
Split worlds apart

In the town hear the dissonance
It's the sound from god
Man made the instrument
And band plays on

Written by:
Jeremiah Jae, Austin Hartsook

Publisher:
Lyrics © KILLPHONIC

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