"John Doe" lyrics

"John Doe"

I'm a fucking psycho (Psycho)
Walking on a tightrope (Tightrope)
Living off the white gold (White gold)
Drinking with a bloody nose
Leaking like a honeycomb

Go release the hellhounds (Hellhounds)
Burn the fucking city down (City down)
We're in the machine now (-chine now)
Listen to the death shout
Coming from the devil's mouth

Bullet to the face
We're a big disgrace

All my friends are American psychos
Just a bunch of John Does getting high
All our dreams are floating out the windows
Just a bunch of John Does getting by

Just like I thought
God is a robot

Standing on the freeway (Freeway)
Working in the chain gang (Chain gang)
Quit playing the blame game
Messing with the mainframe

Now I'm in a tailspin (Tailspin)
Wrestling my old sins (Old sins)
Caught up in the whirlwind (Whirlwind)
I'm feeling amazing
Dying with a big grin

Bullet to the head
Bang-bang, now you're dead

All my friends are American psychos
Just a bunch of John Does getting high
All our dreams are floating out the windows
Just a bunch of John Does getting by

My hands are tied, crimson and clover
I'll fall in line when life is over
Hellbent, on fire, my time is wasted
I hate myself and I can't fake it

All my friends are American psychos
Just a bunch of John Does getting high
All our dreams are floating out the windows
Just a bunch of John Does getting by


Writer(s): Christian Medice, Adam Jensen
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