The Taxpayers - Cold Hearted Town, Pt. 1 lyrics
[The Taxpayers - Cold Hearted Town, Pt. 1 lyrics]
Trash-lined kind of shoe
Like some killjoy interruption
Or a sizzled out fuse
There is a man in a top hat
Treating a child like a pet
While a woman with a gun walks
By with blood on her dress
You'd better not (don't think twice)
Forget to yell (don't look down)
You can't make a constant nightmare
Go away without a sound
This place (will bite back)
And these frames (will fall down)
You'd better pray you get away from this
Cold hearted town
Cold hearted, cold hearted town
Cold hearted, cold hearted town
Cold hearted, cold hearted town
Cold hearted, it's a cold hearted town