Gutter Press Songtext
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Gutter Press Songtext
Eyes glossing over trashy tabloids
A veil to cover the lives devoid
The truth drowns in this endless noise
Submit or be destroyed
Strange faces shaped by silicon
Telling us to burn our homes
Set those fires and cast these stones
Behold our work and say "how we′ve grown"
Tell me what to see and what to feel
Tell me what is fake and what is real
Tell me what to see and what to feel
Tell me what is fake and what is real
A noose tied around our neck
Expect no less from the gutter press
Stabbing stars into our chest
Expect no less from the gutter press
We need misery to caress
Expect no less from the gutter press
We know you will never confess
Expect no less from the gutter press
They recite their Nero decree
Instructing the plebs with what to believe
Take in the smoke, the sirens and screams
Now numb to our parasocial disease
Speak the words that you don't believe in
Its a choice of conform or treason
Sell out your own for no good reason
I hope you choke on those silver pieces
A noose tied around our neck
Expect no less from the gutter press
Stabbing stars into our chest
Expect no less from the gutter press
We need misery to caress
Expect no less from the gutter press
We know you will never confess
Expect no less from the gutter press
Tell me what to see and what to feel
Tell me what is fake and what is real
Tell me what to see and what to feel
Tell me what is fake and what is real
A veil to cover the lives devoid
The truth drowns in this endless noise
Submit or be destroyed
Strange faces shaped by silicon
Telling us to burn our homes
Set those fires and cast these stones
Behold our work and say "how we′ve grown"
Tell me what to see and what to feel
Tell me what is fake and what is real
Tell me what to see and what to feel
Tell me what is fake and what is real
A noose tied around our neck
Expect no less from the gutter press
Stabbing stars into our chest
Expect no less from the gutter press
We need misery to caress
Expect no less from the gutter press
We know you will never confess
Expect no less from the gutter press
They recite their Nero decree
Instructing the plebs with what to believe
Take in the smoke, the sirens and screams
Now numb to our parasocial disease
Speak the words that you don't believe in
Its a choice of conform or treason
Sell out your own for no good reason
I hope you choke on those silver pieces
A noose tied around our neck
Expect no less from the gutter press
Stabbing stars into our chest
Expect no less from the gutter press
We need misery to caress
Expect no less from the gutter press
We know you will never confess
Expect no less from the gutter press
Tell me what to see and what to feel
Tell me what is fake and what is real
Tell me what to see and what to feel
Tell me what is fake and what is real
Writer(s): Gerry Hawkins Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com