"Las Diabolicas" lyrics
"Las Diabolicas"
"If you had obeyed the rules in the first place, you wouldn't have lost your money. Rules? Piss on your fucking rules, Nurse Ratched
Sit down, will you Cheswick. I want you to know something right here and now, Miss Ratched! I ain't no little kid! And I want something done! That's right! Will you sit down! No, I won't! I want something done!"
The clouds are hanging low, deep down below
We're gonna push you down into a hole
We are the cavalry, we ride
We are the darkness in your mind
And you will never find a place to hide
The walls are closing in on you tonight
The bullets hailing down, you're on the run
We're gonna hunt you down, retaliate
We are the air you breathe, inhale
We are the burning blight, ignite
And you will never find a place to hide
The walls are closing in on you tonight
And you will never find a place to hide
The walls are closing in on you tonight
- AZLyrics
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- Crippled Black Phoenix Lyrics
album:
"Great Escape" (2018)
Uncivil War, Pt. I
Slow Motion Breakdown
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