These streets aren't paved with gold
Don't believe everything that you're told
Deception hides all in you see
Corruption hangs in the air that you breathe
And in the land of the free, you know nothing comes for free
Fourth drive in paradise, vapid souls check the market price
Life time slave, living in a sub urban grave
If there was a god, was a god
You would be the death of him
These colours don't run
Like colour from the face
Eyes roll back chemical despair
It's true what they say life isn't fair
So repeat this line, everything everything is fine
So repeat this line, everything everything is fine
These colours don't run
Like colour from the face
Eyes roll back chemical despair
It's true what they say life isn't fair
And in the land of the free
You know nothing comes for free
I'm struggling to find any poetry in this
Someone beat me to the line ignorance is bliss
So I guess I'll just say it how it is
You had it all, you fucking pigs
These streets aren't paved with gold
Don't believe everything that you're told
Deception hides all in you see
Corruption hangs in the air that you breathe
Текст песни Architects These Colours Don't Run (Feat. Jon Green From Deez Nuts)
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