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Husbandry – nadcházející koncerty
Nejlepší skladby od interpreta Husbandry
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Husbandry
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jordan Usatch
Songwriter
Arnau Bosc
Songwriter
Carina Jeanette Zachary
Songwriter
Andrew Jason Gottlieb
Songwriter
Texty
Not gonna yield here anymore
The hand that feeds me leaves a bitter tasting tongue
I want to sever
Untie my leash switch up the roles
You've got me under your thumb better off not breathing
False promises all smoke and mirrors
Fill up your cup and drink at a seat worth stealing
I want to sever the puppet strings that keep me inert
Can you begin to face the consequences?
When you deplete the ones you should regard
Will you repent before we send a message?
Dragging the chains to get you where we want
All the king's men will fall
With the down stroke of a gavel
All the king's men they fall
Line the lawless up
Not gonna play fair anymore
We've got a mind to feast on the hearts of traitors
Death riding in on a pale horse
Offer the wide eyed heads on a silver platter
Can you begin to face the consequences?
When you deplete the ones you should regard
All the kingsmen will fall
Poison arrow through the torso
We've come for you
On foot to storm the castle muddy and full of rage
Fight for what we were promised with tooth and nail
Not ones to be forgotten receiving end of pain
A battle cry to the wind we will not fail
We've come for you
The cities burn the children watch a future stolen
Greedy hands leave nothing in the jar
Our crooked spines have given up under the
Weight of a system built to tear us all apart
Renounce your fate
They praise the blue the red the white
But fail to notice blood stains as they pulled from left to right
No longer shadows in the dark
The monsters learned to feed you
Turning you from cohort to rival
Renounce your fate
I let the words crawl out my throat but there's no one here
To listen There's bliss in doing as you're told in kneeling
No resistance
Pretend no wolves are at the door
It's much too hard to wake up when no one's really in control
The script was always written
Bury my head like I've done Can't tell what's real from
Fiction Choose to deny that we are
Lost in who makes the bigger victim
I'll stay insideI'll lock my doors Turn up the
Sound of the radio Keep what's mine take what's yours
Won't cross the lines this is war
Writer(s): Andrew Jason Gottlieb, Arnau Bosc, Carina Jeanette Zachary, Jordan Usatch
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