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PERFORMING ARTISTS
David Leaupepe
David Leaupepe
Lead Vocals
Donnie Borzestowski
Donnie Borzestowski
Drums
Joji Malani
Joji Malani
Lead Guitar
Jung Kim
Jung Kim
Guitar
Max Dunn
Max Dunn
Bass Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
David Leaupepe
David Leaupepe
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Gang of Youths
Gang of Youths
Producer
David Leaupepe
David Leaupepe
Additional Engineer
Adrian Breakspear
Adrian Breakspear
Producer
Peter Katis
Peter Katis
Mixing Engineer
Joe Lambert
Joe Lambert
Mastering Engineer
Josh Pearson
Josh Pearson
Assistant Engineer
Lewis Mitchell
Lewis Mitchell
Additional Engineer
Peter Holz
Peter Holz
Additional Engineer

Lyrics

I'm not leaving tonight Cram the armour and chains where the sun will not shine And who's to say they won't bitch out and shoot me on sight? Get that thing out my face I don't care what it says, this is my goddamned place A traitor to country and glad, 'cause my country's disgraced I'm not bleeding tonight In the shadow of truncheons with smoke in my eyes You will close in on madness and madness is not civilised There's no reason now I'm not dumb and you people can't dick me around And the whole institution is rigged and the ship's going down I'm cool to let Atlas drown Galt, you can shake You can cry, you can quake You can rot in your sleep You can shrug, you can weep And I'll watch as you bleed Hey, you jackbooted sheep with your elephant caps I have come for my shit and I won't take less than that Why believe you are full When you still get your meals from the trash? To you bells in the curve I will love you but love not the powers you serve Do not grow complacent and take less than what you deserve I'm cool to watch Atlas burn Galt, you can shake You can cry, you can quake You can rot in your sleep You can shrug, you can weep And I'll watch Atlas bleed And we'll laugh as he shakes And we'll go off and breed And we'll spit on his grave In the heart of redemption, there's some furious song And the herd is no place for the brave and the strong But I bear no contempt for the ones who just want to belong And these chosen whites are anaemic and small And are truly the lowliest sheep of them all And their eminence is fixed upon things we could burn in one go I'mma let Atlas fall I'mma watch Atlas fall
Writer(s): David Immanuel Menachem Sasagi Leaupepe Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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