Holocaust by Evan Schafer Lyrics

Word of mouth spreads fast in these parts
Going for broke unsteady in these parts
Uncover a mattress stained with blood in these parts
Girls with twist ties, boys with nothing in these parts
Shove them in the back
We don’t care if they attack in these parts
Your broken smiles drone
Dripping, melting skin and bone in these parts
Over mountains tall and wide
Nowhere safe to run and hide in these parts
When the dust clears
You’ll never have been here in these parts

It smells like burning hair
A man just pushed her down the stairs, it’s not fair
Popping off a round
Dying people on the ground, it’s not fair
Gaseous chambers, in and out
Why the hell is this allowed in these parts?
Summoned help but far too late
A peril stiffened by the state in these parts
Over the mountains far and tall
I’ve got no friends left to call in these parts
You’re looking skinny, son
Like the rest of everyone in these parts