Paroles de Hate TKO

Fix what's broken If it isn't broke, then break it The last of our scene Are circled with pitchforks Yelling Bleach out all the colors Paint it black and grey Kill off all your heroes Destroy whatever makes you feel unsafe So write off all of your old friends Tolerance is a well-swept path to hell Build a shrine to your resentment Tell me again what a rough hand you've been dealt Recirculating the worry Holding onto your pain It doesn't really get better That's just something they say So, bleach out all the colors Paint it black and grey Kill off all your heroes Destroy whatever makes you feel unsafe