Reading all the angles, the writings on
the wall, a story of truth that makes liars of us all
And alls well that ends well, or so
they say but dirty money cant fix the debt I have to pay-Longing for
simpler times, when we slept among the vines and perfect tears flow
blood red, I guess its time to put this devil to bed- We are the
fortunate ones (raise hell)
We are the fortunate ones, born and
bred to die young, We are the fortunate ones, sold out to the call
and country strong- Now skin that smoke wagon and see what happens.
I said throwdown boy (throwdown) can
you feel it (throwdown) Holy Ghost (throwdown)Can you feel it? Found
a blood trail, scene of the crime, fates gonna hunt ya down and skin
you alive- Shake it can ya feel it, revivals coming to town, shake it
can you feel it, revivals coming to town.
