They Will Kill Us All (Without Mercy) — текст песни (The Bronx)

what`s left of california what`s left of los angeles sidewalks cry cause they`re not as high shooting old dope rich kid skies are a good disguise lining our veins with hope what did you get for free and where you gonna sell it why should i give a shit cover up your facelift what`s left of my broken heart what`s left of los angeles we got a new designe excess redefined so you can dream it we rewrote the standards covered up the old scars so you believe it scrape black tar from a guilty lung throw a needle in your arm cough up wrongs of the city stars they didn`t mean no harm what were you supposed to be and what did you turn into we don`t even need you here but where you gonna run to good drugs bad streets arms tied my world capsized with style i got a new plan get me outta here pretend sincere stumble on words desperation the warmth of a gun last hundred years remember twenty four