Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Dead City Ruins
Dead City Ruins
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jake Wiffen
Jake Wiffen
Songwriter
Mick Quee
Mick Quee
Composer
Sean Blanchard
Sean Blanchard
Songwriter
Andrew Alkemade
Andrew Alkemade
Songwriter
Thomas Cain
Thomas Cain
Songwriter

Lyrics

Stand tough when the trouble begins
Walk tall in the city of sin
Ain't no one gonna watch your back
Stop and stare as they sneak attack
Cold metal in the dead of night
Trying to take your soul but you gotta fight
40 Nights and 40 days
Can hardly see through this pouring rain
I cannot clear my brain from this haze
I awoke again in searing pain
One bottle to save us through this train wreck
Drinking to ease the pain away
I need you to carry me back home
One bottle to get us through this night, alright
North to south and east to west
Can't stop this bastard in contempt with no rest
People screaming where we gotta go
And robbed blind in the center of Rome
You got no idea how it feels to be beat
Up, pushed down and second hand sold
Found the girl that leads us astray
And London's burning and igniting in its way
My mind ablaze and all I think about is where we went wrong
One bottle to save us through this train wreck
Drinking to ease the pain away
I need you to carry me back home
One bottle to get us through this night, alright
We passed the desert into the sun
Drove the bastard like a loaded gun
From the mountains and northern lights
Dead walk alone in these street fights
When it's over blood and pain
Settles in you're just back to work again
Dreams and memories they all fade
I can't hardly remember their names
Even though the scars remain
I cannot wait to hit the road again
One bottle to save us through this train wreck
Drinking to ease the pain away
I need you to carry me back home
One bottle to get us through this night, alright
Written by: Andrew Alkemade, Jake Wiffen, Mick Quee, Sean Blanchard, Thomas Cain
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