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We Are No Saints
NEW SINGLE
Blind Channel Lyrics
Saints go marching in
Saints go marching in
I'm more than just a man
I'm something worse
A demon rising from a pile of dirt
I never repent, or learn
Got problems too big to fit in a church
Hating me for the things I've done?
Just wait til you see what I'm going to do
I've got a tongue like a machine gun
When the sermon starts you better run
People are evil you hide it or not
Seats in cathedrals are trending like drugs
Your idols betray you
Your heroes will fail you
'Cause we are no saints
We are no saints
No.
Bless me father, I've been bad
When I told a priest he had a panic attack
Guess Heaven won't have me ...
What's the plan?
I can't go to Hell
The Hell is packed
Call me a bitter, little, liar
You're preaching to the choir
Put up a pyre
But I'm taking everyone with me in the fire
Saints go marching in
I see through your secrets
Corrupted and two-faced
Saints go marching in
If you ever look down on me
It'll be the last thing you see
People are evil you hide it or not
Seats in cathedrals are trending like drugs
Your idols betray you
Your heroes will fail you
'Cause we are no saints
We are no saints
No.
Heaven or Hell, you'll be covered in mud
The end of the rainbow is colored in blood
Your idols betray you
Your heroes will fail you
'Cause we are no saints
We are no saints
No.
© Ranka Kustannus
℗ Ranka Kustannus
Out Of Line Music
Century Media Records
NEW SINGLE
Blind Channel Lyrics
Balboa
I'mma keep coming back
Keep coming back like
Blood in my eyes
Veins full of ice
Strike to survive
Prepared to die
Whatever the price
I'll pay it twice
Yeah
I've been building my basis
Wanna see the look on your faces
From stadium stages
Here's to you who said I'll never make it
Time to tie my shoelaces
Running up the staircases
Whatever comes I'll face it
And claim it
Every time you burn me to the ground
Every time you kick me when I'm down
I'm coming back for more
Like I'm Balboa
Every time you see me bleeding out
It's a one step closer to my crown
I'm coming back for more
Like I'm Balboa
I'mma keep coming back
Keep coming back like Balboa
Knockout
I'm sending suckers home like Drago
I've got no bow, no arrow, but Apollo follows
Gimme a clubber for supper
Making these fake clowns go breathless
I grow when I suffer like having breakdowns for breakfast
Blood in my eyes
Veins full of ice
Strike to survive
Prepared to die
Whatever the price
I'll pay it twice
Every time you burn me to the ground
Every time you kick me when I'm down
I'm coming back for more
Like I'm Balboa
Every time you see me bleeding out
It's a one step closer to my crown
I'm coming back for more
Like I'm Balboa
I'mma keep coming back
Keep coming back like Balboa
I'mma keep coming back
Keep coming back like Balboa
Like I'm Balboa
I'mma keep coming back
Keep coming back like
Blood in my eyes
Veins full of ice
Strike to survive
Prepared to die
Whatever the price
I'll pay it twice
'Cause every time you think I'm defeated
I'm saying please be seated
Always up for a challenge
The struggle made me a savage, I'm damaged
Underdogs are a dangerous species
Taking hits until everyone sees me
'Cause every time you burn me to the ground
Every time you kick me when I'm down
I'm coming back for more
Like I'm Balboa
Every time you see me bleeding out
It's a one step closer to my crown
I'm coming back for more
Like I'm Balboa
I'mma keep coming back
Keep coming back like Balboa
© Ranka Kustannus
℗ Ranka Kustannus
Out Of Line Music
Century Media Records
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