Letras

They've come for us, they've come from the darkness To burn it all, and bury what's left Who can we trust when we're always the target? (Now I know) I cannot be broken, I cannot be wronged Hunting season is open, so we're marching on (marching on) Against the wall, against the odds, the lone survivor I cannot be broken, I cannot be wronged (I cannot be) (I cannot be wronged) We've set our sights on shadowy figures We'll make it right and never recoil Can't pull it off 'til we're pulling our triggers (now I know) I cannot be broken, I cannot be wronged Hunting season is open, so we're marching on (marching on) Against the wall, against the odds, the lone survivor I cannot be broken, I cannot be wronged (I cannot be wronged) I cannot be wronged Our faction will thrive Land, loot, survive We won't fall to our knees This will always be our town (this will always be our town) We will rise and reclaim control of this battleground They've come for us, they've come from the darkness To burn it all, and bury what's left The joke's on them 'cause now they're the target Our guns are slinging, so we'll keep singing Da, da-da-da, da-da-da-da, da-da Da-da-da-da (so, we'll keep singing) Da-da-da-da, da-da-da-da, da-da Da-da-da-da I cannot be broken, I cannot be wronged Hunting season is open, so we're marching on (marching on) Against the wall, against the odds, the lone survivor I cannot be broken, I cannot be wronged (I cannot be wronged) I cannot be wronged Da, da-da-da, da-da-da-da, da-da Da-da-da-da (so, we'll keep singing) Da, da-da-da, da-da-da-da, da-da Da-da-da-da
Writer(s): Stephen George Sopchak, Spencer Maxwell Charnas, Joseph Anthony Occhiuti Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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