Going down like a dead man walking One step from a body in a coffin Just one, one of the fallen Waking up to a blood moon, howling Can't drown it out, even with the medicine Tearing through me like a bullet of adrenaline
Arms heavy, face down on a death bed Blame the gods while choking on the violence In the end, silence is deafening
Can you hear the crowd like a thousand sirens? In the night like thunder striking The sickness is rising The angels are crying That's the sound of a world on fire
Stressed out, head trauma, took a beating Takes more than a pill to numb the feeling Bang, bang, no mercy for the healing Oh, 20 dead without a fight, without a reason 20 more in a cop car, bleeding All tryna win a war without a meaning
Can you hear the crowd like a thousand sirens? In the night like thunder striking The sickness is rising The angels are crying That's the sound of a world on fire World on fire World on fire
Arms heavy, face down on a death bed Blame the gods while choking on the violence In the end, silence is deafening
Can you hear the crowd like a thousand sirens? In the night like thunder striking The sickness is rising The angels are crying That's the sound of a world on fire Fire
Yeah, can you hear the crowd like a thousand sirens? In the night like thunder striking The sickness is rising The angels are crying World on fire (World on fire, world on fire, world on fire, yeah) (World on fire, world on fire, world on fire)
The sickness is rising The angels are crying That's the sound of a world on fire
Compositores: Christopher A Daughtry (BMI), Martin H Frederiksen (Fredriksen Marti) (BMI), Scott Christopher Stevens (BMI)Editores: Mycityscreamsmusic Worldwide (BMI), Rock N Out Music (BMI)Administração: Round Hill Lyrics (BMI), Warner-tamerlane Publishing Co (BMI)ECAD verificado obra #27032711 em 09/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM