Debris - 1925

Always come in so hard, we're simply ground breaking
Vomit's all over the floor
Everyone's out of their lonely minds
Raise my glass, pour me some more
The angry music, as always, is so breath taking
Can't you just hear the crowd roar?
Heavy breathing, loud screaming, music to my ears
What the hell are you waiting for?
No ones making it out of here alive
This is the end of our god damn lives
If you wanna survive you've just gotta comply
Fight like its war and the year is 1925
Bodies sweating, heads banging, nothing else like it
Don't wanna call it a night
Cold blooded, hot headed, fists in the air
I wanna start a fight
Slowly make my way in through the crowd
Heavy eyes resting on me
Adrenaline pumps and my body's on fire
I've never been so free
No ones making it out of here alive
This is the end of our god damn lives
If you wanna survive you've just gotta comply
Fight like its war and the year is 1925

Written by:
Casey Locket, Damon Robert, Sienna Pozzuto, Tommy Coveney

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