Frank Carter & the Rattlesnakes and Joe Talbot - My Town

One, two, three, four

My town, it looks like yours
Run down, worn out, all shut doors
Broken windows, empty halls
Where no one gives a fuck at all
My town, it looks like yours
Never rains, it only pours
No man's land of evil thoughts
Where no one gives a fuck at all

You
You don't know why
You never talk about what's deep inside
My town, it looks like yours
We hide those tears behind closed doors
Never talk about our fear
Don't know why we're living here
My town

My town, it looks like yours
Needles scattered on the floor
Body parts in bags, in wheelie bins
My town, it looks like yours
No one here can trust the law
You win the fight, but lose the war

You
You don't know why
You never talk about what's deep inside
My town, it looks like yours
We hide those tears behind closed doors
Never talk about our fear
Don't know why we're living here
My town

You let your dog shit on the street
You kick the roses with your feet
You punch each other in the teeth
You drink until you all fall down
You piss all over sacred ground
You hate yourselves and you hate me

You
You don't know why
You never talk about what's deep inside
My town, it looks like yours
We hide those tears behind closed doors
Never talk about our fear
Don't know why we're living here
My town

Written by:
Christopher Carter, Dean Richardson, Kwes Darko

Publisher:
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.

Lyrics powered by Lyric Find