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We The Ghost
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We'll Sleep When We're Dead
VERSE 1
I don't need a pen or a pencil to write a new insult
For every single hater that gets off
Talking about how we're bound to crash and burn like
Some kind of kamikaze going down in blaze, yeah
It's the new sound, don't call it what it's not
Mixed up with some Reggae, marinated in Hip Hop
Baked for fifteen minutes 'till it tastes like the new spot
Then turn the oven low, let it simmer 'till it's Rock
Been climbing too high too fast
Afraid we'll burn up to ash
Do you know who I think I am?
I'm Hercules with an AK
Icarus with a jet pack
Everybody's on your side 'till it blows you up
They wanna tell the whole world, then they've had enough
Forget the fair-weathered friends, let 'em kick up dust, dust
VERSE 2
Everybody here in this town
Wants to tear us down for moving on with a New Sound
They say we're not tough or quite rock enough
It's like they think they're metal, all I see is rust
We just do our own thing while we swing for the fences
All but defenseless against their offenses
They say we're gassed up, windows with no tint
We couldn't give (F***), we're the brand new engine
Driving this town from a beat down sound
That's been living in the past for too long now
Tearing up the old scene that's been weighing us down
We The Snake shedding skin, our time is now
So if you don't feel the beat then get the hell out
Of the way 'cause you're slowing us down
You've got no soul, yeah you're too tight wound
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I bet you couldn't find the beat with an ultrasound
CHORUS
'Cause I want the spot light to shine on my face
It's not for the ego, it's not for the fame
It's all for the music inside of my head
They tell us to slow down, slow down, slow down
We'll sleep when we're dead
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
We'll sleep when we're dead
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
We'll sleep when we're dead
BRIDGE
I hold my breath and count to ten
Come up for air and breathe it in
The jealous is setting in
It tastes so sweet
OUTRO
I don't need a pen or a pencil to write a new insult
For every single hater that gets off
Talking about how we're bound to crash and burn like
Some kind of kamikaze going down in blaze, yeah
Everybody's on your side 'till it blows you up
They wanna tell the whole world, then they've had enough
Forget the fair-weathered friends, let 'em kick up dust, dust
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