Songtexte
You
ride
low
with
a
twitch
in
your
lip
A
chrome
tongue
dripping
gasoline
spit
Polluted
feeds
spreading
like
a
disease
You're
just
a
middle
finger,
begging
please,
please,
please
F-f-fashion
flex
ain't
gon'
cash
those
cheques
Burning
down
heaven
just
for
the
clicks
Chasing
hollow
fame
never
felt
this
cheap
Rock
'n'
roll
ain't
dead,
it's
just
asleep
Rock
'n'
roll
ain't
dead,
it's
just
asleep
Rock
'n'
roll
ain't
dead,
it's
just
asleep
Rock
'n'
roll
ain't
dead,
it's
just
asleep
So
go
on
and
wake
it
the
fuck
up
now
for
me,
yeah
Spin
the
wheel
like
a
rat
on
meth
You
don't
wanna
live
but
you're
afraid
of
death
Devil
horns
on
a
dead
end
street
Cut
and
paste,
no
taste,
just
dead
ass
beats
Bought
a
bullet
for
your
water
gun
Sell
your
struggles
on
a
post
for
fun
Chasing
hollow
fame
never
felt
this
cheap
Rock
'n'
roll
ain't
dead,
it's
just
asleep
Rock
'n'
roll
ain't
dead,
it's
just
asleep
Rock
'n'
roll
ain't
dead,
it's
just
asleep
Rock
'n'
roll
ain't
dead,
it's
just
asleep
So
go
on
and
wake
it
the
fuck
up
now
for
me,
yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Rock
'n'
roll
ain't
dead,
it's
just
asleep
Rock
'n'
roll
ain't
dead,
it's
just
asleep
Rock
'n'
roll
ain't
dead,
it's
just
asleep
Rock
'n'
roll
ain't
dead,
it's
just
asleep
So
go
on
and
wake
it
the
fuck
up
now
for
me
Go
on
and
wake
it
the
fuck
up
now
for
me,
yeah
Yeah
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