We Own The Night

Album: V (2017)
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  • Got the top down
    Gonna baptize you bitches
    'Cause you know you cop out
    Calm down
    All you motherfuckers do is talk loud
    You're sold out, and every single one of you is cold now
    My town, thirty-deep, about to fucking roll out
    Look alive as I light up the sky
    And pump up the twelve-gauge
    And blow off your disguise
    No surprise, there ain't no compromise
    They dumbed up these motherfuckers
    Hit 'em straight in the eyes
    And the one-eyed man
    Is king in the land of the blind
    And so you wanna live forever
    But today you will die
    It's your time
    Hear you lie as I crucify
    You're the boy who will cry
    And I'm the wolf
    Well, goodbye
    And every single page is drawn in blood
    Can't you see?
    Fucks, it's because you're triple six feet
    In the deep
    And I'll send you straight to the afterlife
    For fucking with me
    Hollywood to the death
    Undead put you to sleep

    Can't fall, can't die!
    Tonight we're so alive!
    Singing!
    We own the night!
    We own the night!
    We call, you rise!
    With you, we never die!
    Singing!
    We own the night!
    We own the night!

    Broke in 'Wood, so I've been told
    If you wanna, throw some blows
    We can go toe to toe
    Kick the door in, throw it open
    No one knows, I thought I told 'em
    Thought you had it, now you're choking
    People dropping, bodies folding
    Stay Undead, two coffins open
    Praying to that Holy Ghost
    He can't save you, there's no hope
    Looking through that barrel smoke
    Pull the trigger, let it go
    The game is done, send in the closer
    You can't sink down any lower
    We couldn't get any colder
    With these devils on our shoulders
    Is someone popping shots now?
    Someone called the cops
    And when the dust settles
    You know we gon' be on top
    Smoke until I'm under six feet on the dock
    Welcome to the jungle
    We got beef on the block
    Charlie's rolling through your hood
    Funny at his side
    Looking like a fucking pimp parade passing by
    And we hopping out the Jeep
    If you fuckers wanna die
    Fucking with Undead is like committing suicide

    Can't fall, can't die!
    Tonight we're so alive!
    Singing!
    We own the night!
    We own the night!
    We call, you rise!
    With you, we never die!
    Singing!
    We own the night!
    We own the night!

    This time!
    This time we will all rise!
    All rise for the lost lives!
    Lost lives for the last time!
    For the last time!
    We will all rise!
    For the last time!
    We will all rise!
    For the last time!
    We will all rise!
    For the last time!
    We will all rise!

    Can't fall, can't die!
    Tonight we're so alive!
    Singing!
    We own the night!
    We own the night!
    We call, you rise!
    With you, we never die!
    Singing!
    We own the night!
    We own the night!
    We own the night!
    We own the night!
    We own the night!
    We own the night! Writer/s: Daniel Murillo, Dylan Alvarez, Jordon Terrell, Jorel Decker
    Publisher: BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

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