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---The Death of Us---
--The New Amsterdams--

Advisory - the following lyrics contain explicit language:

I don't think that you're one of us
A coated chrome doesn't rust from the inside out
It's a ways down to ghost townI don't think that you're serious
That alone could be the death of us
And the way we know, we move slowI wanna like your way
It's hard for me to tell you wrong
I see it in your eyes
I don't think you could lie for longTaken like a child
Sold the silver for us all
But you're goneMop the ground where the wound was bled
I pray to god that he'll strike you dead
Before I get back
Fear my wrathThe darkest suit but I wear it well
With a smile
On the way to hell with your arms and legs bound
All the way down