Hollywood Undead - Renegade lyrics
Hollywood Undead [J-Dog, Funny Man, Johnny 3 Tears, Charlie Scene, Danny] LA, CA, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Hollywood Undead - Renegade lyrics]
I am the fury of a bomb
Agent Orange, tiger print, Vietnam
A thousand words in the crest of my palm
Just one death sentence written
In a fucking song we are the ones
The ones you're always calling faceless
But we got the guns
The guns are gonna make you face it
Don't even run because the
Run is getting wasted young renegades
We're gonna make some changes
You're just a live grenade, young renegade
You're just a live grenade, young renegade
Young renegade, young renegade
Young renegade, young renegade
Coming out the gate, I got your number
Better pray it's not a revolution
But they both sound the same
Yeah, you're always starting fires
Put 'em out a little late
You're, oh, such wicked motherfuckers
Can't take the pain
It's sunset in ghost town
Hold your Holy Ghosts now
There's blood in the streets with
Your grave underneath nailed
I'm hanging by a thread, I got a crucifix bed
My eyes are open wide
So I'll sleep when I'm dead
You're just a live grenade, young renegade
You're just a live grenade, young renegade
Young renegade, young renegade
Young renegade, young renegade
Man down, shots ringing out loud
Man down, shots ringing out loud
Man down, shots ringing out loud
Man down, everybody, get the fuck down!
Get the fuck down! Get the fuck down!
Get the fuck down! Get the fuck down!
You're just a live grenade, young renegade
You're just a live grenade
(you're just a live grenade) , young renegade
Young renegade, young renegade
Young renegade, young renegade
Young renegade, young renegade
Young renegade, young renegade