Enemy

Twin Pumpkin

Composição de: Izzy Castro
We are the fallen sons, we are the saviors

This time we do or die, don't justify your failure
Into another light, we're running out of pace
It's time to make it right, rebel, defy, don't fake it
Scream on your battle cry and step aside for fate
We're getting to fucked up and running out of luck
Put on your face game

We are the fallen sons, we are the saviors
Hell's angels from above, yeah. We are the enemy
We are the chosen ones, hell bent contagious
A fucking loaded gun, yeah, we are the enemy

Sing it loud, just sing it proud and sing it like you mean it
Sing it loud, just sing it proud and stay alive
I won't apologize for the dreams that keep me breathing
I won't apologize for the fire in my heart
This is our battle cry, our most outrageous side
Go show them hell, my son

We are the fallen sons, we are the saviors
Hell's angels from above, yeah. We are the enemy
We are the chosen ones, hell bent contagious
A fucking loaded gun

We are the fallen sons, we are the saviors
Hell's angels from above, yeah. We are the enemy
We are the chosen ones, hell bent contagious
A fucking loaded gun, yeah
We are the enemy

Don't believe a word they say

We are the enemy

We are the fallen sons, we are the saviors
Hell's angels from above, yeah. We are the enemy
We are the chosen ones, hell bent contagious
A fucking loaded, yeah
We are the enemy
Don't believe a word they say
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