Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Deuce
Deuce
Performer
Paul Pavao
Paul Pavao
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Deuce
Deuce
Composer
Aron Erlichman
Aron Erlichman
Lyrics
Jimmy Yuma
Jimmy Yuma
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Deuce
Deuce
Producer
Aaron Michael Greene
Aaron Michael Greene
Producer
Ben Grosse
Ben Grosse
Mixing Engineer
Paul Pavao
Paul Pavao
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

They wanna see blood, they wanna see hate Like a needle in your veins, a sickness with no name In a world that's insane, why's America to blame? When you're praying for a change to a god with no face They wanna see blood, they wanna see hate Like a fucking AK, it's going up in flames In a world that's insane, why's America to blame? When you're praying for a change to a god with no face You can't tell me what to say 'cause I've got one religion And I've got one decision, it's a big "fuck you" I keep spitting in your face, every month and every day Every time you hear my name, my middle finger's up too You think I owe you, but I ain't got no room For these hoes 'cause they're no good, I ain't living by your rules You're getting old, dude, full of liquor, you're bloated And you wanna be noticed, but you're dying so slowly So when they point the finger, you flip one back and say "Fuck that, fuck that" So when they point their finger, we'll flip ours back and say "Fuck that, fuck that" They wanna see blood, they wanna see hate Like a needle in your veins, a sickness with no name In a world that's insane, why's America to blame? When you're praying for a change to a god with no face They wanna see blood, they wanna see hate Like a fucking AK, it's going up in flames In a world that's insane, why's America to blame? When you're praying for a change to a god with no face Eenie, meenie, minie, moe, each one of you's gonna know That your time is coming soon 'cause there ain't enough room In this world for us two, yeah, I hate to break the news But I'ma break it in this music and let the world know who Who you've been using, who you're abusing It's this youth that you're fooling, but you know that you're useless Always acting so ruthless, deep inside you're just ruined 'Cause I keep on moving, here to show you the truth, bitch So when they point the finger, you flip one back and say "Fuck that, fuck that" So when they point their finger, we'll flip ours back and say "Fuck that, fuck that" They wanna see blood, they wanna see hate Like a needle in your veins, a sickness with no name In a world that's insane, why's America to blame? When you're praying for a change to a god with no face They wanna see blood, they wanna see hate Like a fucking AK, it's going up in flames In a world that's insane, why's America to blame? When you're praying for a change to a god with no face Why can't you die? Motherfucker, just die No more goodbyes Just fucking die They wanna see blood, they wanna see hate Like a needle in your veins, a sickness with no name In a world that's insane, why's America to blame? When you're praying for a change to a god with no face They wanna see blood, they wanna see hate Like a needle in your veins, a sickness with no name So when they point the finger, you flip one back and say "Fuck that, fuck that" They wanna see blood, they wanna see hate Like a fucking AK, it's going up in flames So when they point their finger, we'll flip ours back and say "Fuck that, fuck that"
Writer(s): Aron Erlichman, Jim Milner Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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