Dead Harts - Crooks Lyrics
I hate to break this to youThe way this train is rolling is clearly out of your reachWe can’t afford to drag our feetNow we’re rebornUpon our sides is yet another thornJust when you thought I’d let my guard downI stop you right in your tracksToo many times I’ve made a rod for my own backBut now I’m still here walking down these streets with my *****ing head held highNo feeling of defeat, just an overwhelming rush of reliefTo know you’re gone and know you’re never coming backSo sick of your empty threats and shooting the shitSo do your *****ing worst *****Let it be, the past is dead we’re historyLet it be, I’m stronger now you will seeLet it be, you’ll move on eventuallyLet it be, the past is dead we’re history