Come Friendly Bombs - Gallows

Black knuckles and broken teeth

Grey days and grey streets

Same old faces that same release

If this town had a new name it would be defeat

So sick of waking up to white skies

Can’t stand the look in everybody’s eyes

They want to kick my fucking head in just to feel alive

Do you wanna go?

I wanna go

Black knuckles and broken teeth

I’ve got more fillings that butchers beef

We’re not the someone’s you and me

If we were the someone’s

I’ll draw this knife across my throat and bleed it dry

Black knuckles and broken teeth

I know your face from early last week

About eleven I was walking home

Down a fucking alley I was on my own

So sick of trouble from these hearts

Can’t take my breathing in the fucking dark

Too bad this mongrel’s got a bite worse that his bark