Nonpoint - Vengeance lyrics
[Nonpoint - Vengeance lyrics]
Of a city made of plastic gold
Where the the old come to die and the
Young have to dig all the holes
They take their dirty little lies
To grave with 'em
That they brought along in luggage
With no names on 'em
And leave behind boxes filled
With all their souls
Crushing us in this black hole In this black
Its our time to take it back
Beat the walls until the crack
Burn the city to the ground
Look in every damn direction for a way
Out from the wall of people
Closing in Reaching for my pockets taking
Every single penny they can
They got their fat fingers stuck
Inside the pocket of
People doing anything to make a buck
Taking every opportunity they can to hurt us
Then complaining that we don't trust!
No we shouldn't trust them
Its our time to take it back
Beat the walls until the crack
Burn the city to the ground
Its our time to take it back
Beat the walls until the crack
Burn the city to the ground
In the middle of a one horse
Everybody knows me telling my business town
In the middle of a dead stop
Traffic jam city
Doing everythingto keep me down
In the back of a line of people
Waiting for death to come
So I'm skipping to the front
So I can show'em how it's done
Its our time to take it back
Beat the walls until the crack
Burn the city to the ground