Song | City on a Hill |
Artist | Genghis Tron |
Album | Board Up the House |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
We take pride in our short sights, | |
Our past horrors | |
Shout coarsely with a long stick | |
Lest we seem sane | |
We're strangers | |
Pulling stolen reigns | |
I'm not proud | |
We're staging an ugly fable | |
Our hands are awash with lies | |
Most blame will fall | |
On this useless mob | |
Their bloodlust grows | |
Our whips blow back | |
It grows | |
They'll snap our necks | |
All we are--all we'll be | |
Is so wrong |