Walking Dead by Heartsounds Lyrics
What the fuck has happened?
Everything sacred has been reduced to shit by the "heavy" hand of trend-selling pricks
No more heroes, just human waste
Our idols have been replaced by hideous faces of frauds who pretend to feel lost
Disgraces of bands who buy their souls at wholesale cost and sell them back with no remorse to the walking dead whores
So count the numbers and on to the next city
Preach to the choir of unknowing children who will scream back to you with sterile expressions of passion
Oh how I pity you who think you've struck gold, but you're mining for shit in a sea of coal. You're taking our love and swallowing it whole
Digesting it into excrement for the suits to mass-produce in an assembly line force-fed into the mouths of the youth
This is a sad and bitter truth
So what can we do to save everything we love that's been made a joke by capitalist fucks? Cuz' one by one, every kid who could have had a mind of his own is being beaten into submission by the industrialization of artistic freedom
Let's end this plague before it ruins everything of substance, everything sacred
Let's end this plague before it ruins everything
Everything sacred has been reduced to shit by the "heavy" hand of trend-selling pricks
No more heroes, just human waste
Our idols have been replaced by hideous faces of frauds who pretend to feel lost
Disgraces of bands who buy their souls at wholesale cost and sell them back with no remorse to the walking dead whores
So count the numbers and on to the next city
Preach to the choir of unknowing children who will scream back to you with sterile expressions of passion
Oh how I pity you who think you've struck gold, but you're mining for shit in a sea of coal. You're taking our love and swallowing it whole
Digesting it into excrement for the suits to mass-produce in an assembly line force-fed into the mouths of the youth
This is a sad and bitter truth
So what can we do to save everything we love that's been made a joke by capitalist fucks? Cuz' one by one, every kid who could have had a mind of his own is being beaten into submission by the industrialization of artistic freedom
Let's end this plague before it ruins everything of substance, everything sacred
Let's end this plague before it ruins everything