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Kiss the Ring - Array
  • Исполнитель: Array
  • Название: Kiss the Ring
  • Альбом: Conventional Weapons
  • Длительность: 03:08
  • Слушали: 155
  • Жанр: Rock, Emo, Alternative, Punk rock,
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Текст песни Array - Kiss the Ring
We kill the girls, to get paid
Put the whole damn room on the edge of the blade
You'll get far, stay clean
And if the world stops believing, I'll keep believing
That the world, could make a change
And put the suicide dolls as the last ones to mate
So come hard, stay clean
And singing songs for the damned now

Hail, hail

'Cause the king is gone
And if you don't stop believing, we'll keep believing
You put the record on
And live the life that you're making
Shots that you're taking
So grab the cash and run
And let the suits watch each other, kill one another
It doesn't matter if the words don't mean a thing
You gotta kiss that ring

Well, alright

Move like the wolves, keep the faith
There ain't a dry eye left in the back of the place
Is it hard, to stay clean?
And if you all keep believing, I'll keep believing
That the world, drives the saints
And put the shotgun shells in the hills it makes
So come hard, stay clean
Because we don't give a damn now

Hail, hail

'Cause the king is gone
And if you don't stop believing, we'll keep believing
You got your leather on
And live the life that you're making
Shots that you're taking
It doesn't matter if the words don't mean a thing
You gotta kiss that ring

Hail, hail 'cause the king is gone
Hail, hail 'cause the king is gone
Hail, hail 'cause the king is gone
Hail, hail 'cause the king is, the king is gone

Hail, hail, hail, hail, hail

'Cause the king is gone
And if you don't stop believing, we'll keep believing
You got your leather on
And live the life that you're making
Shots that you're taking
So grab the cash and run
And let the suits watch each other, kill one another
It doesn't matter if the words don't mean a thing

Fist up, head down
Hail, hail to the king