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Four Score and Seven
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Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION
Titus Andronicus
Titus Andronicus
Interprète
Patrick Stickles
Patrick Stickles
Chant
Alex Tretiak
Alex Tretiak
Chant
Andrew Cedermark
Andrew Cedermark
Guitare
Eric Harm
Eric Harm
Chant
Ian Dykstra
Ian Dykstra
Chant
Ian Graetzer
Ian Graetzer
Basse
Ian O'Neil
Ian O'Neil
Chant
Julian Veronesi
Julian Veronesi
Chant
Liam Betson
Liam Betson
Guitare
Matt Miller
Matt Miller
Chant
Brian Rutledge
Brian Rutledge
Trompette
David Keith Bentley
David Keith Bentley
Violoncelle
Dean Jones
Dean Jones
Trombone
Greg Farley
Greg Farley
Violon
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Patrick Stickles
Patrick Stickles
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Elio Deluca
Elio Deluca
Ingénierie
Greg Calbi
Greg Calbi
Ingénierie
Kevin Sean McMahon
Kevin Sean McMahon
Production

Paroles

This is a war we can't win After ten thousand years, it's still us against them And my heroes have always died at the end So who's going to account for these sins? And I don't know who here is my friend I'm certain that I've seen uglier men But Christ, fuck me if I can remember when Will I never be lonely again? Olden times are returning once more As six dark-winged devils line up at my door Each one is more evil than that which came before Seven angels find me spread across the floor You'd like everyone to believe you're a star And I'll admit that it's worked out pretty well so far But when they see the kind of person that you really are Then you won't be laughing so hard No, you won't be laughing so hard No, you won't be laughing, you won't be laughing No, you won't be laughing, you won't be laughing No, you won't be laughing, you won't be laughing No, you won't be laughing so hard I'm depraved and disgusting, I spew like a fountain Been debased, defaced, disgraced and destroyed "Most of all disappointed," I say atop this mountain As I urinate into the void Fuck, I'm frustrated, freaking out something fierce Would you help me? I'm hungry, I suffer and I starve And I struggle and I stammer 'til I'm up to my ears In miserable quote-unquote art About how ever since our forefathers came on this land We've been coddling those we should be running through Please don't wait around for them to come and shake hands They're not going to be waiting for you 'Cause these humans treat humans like humans treat hogs They get used up, carved up, and fried in a pan But I wasn't born to die like a dog, I was born to die just like a man I was born to die just like a man It's still us against them It's still us against them It's still us against them It's still us against them It's still us against them It's still us against them It's still us against them It's still us against them It's still us against them It's still us against them It's still us against them It's still us against them It's still us against them It's still us against them It's still us against them It's still us against them and they're winning They're winning
Writer(s): Patrick Joseph Stickles Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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