GENGHIS TRON - "Things Don't Look Good" taken from the critically acclaimed album 'Board Up The House' SUBSCRIBE: http://bit.ly/RelapseYouTubeOrder at Relapse: http://bit.ly/GenghisTronStoreOrder on iTunes: http://bit.ly/GenghisTroniTunesOrder on Bandcamp: http://genghistron.bandcamp.com/Available now on CD/Digital via Relapse Records.Official links:https://www.facebook.com/GenghisTronhttp://genghistron.bandcamp.com/http://www.myspace.com/genghistronhttp://www.Relapse.comhttp://www.facebook.com/relapserecordshttp://www.twitter.com/relapserecords Lyrics:Roots spread under the mudDrags the steel sprawl out towards the seaPile these cold souls so tightThey'll hardly breatheFlames will walk the earthLet them roamThey don't need what can spend so easilyMake this wretched mass work for their gloomFlames will walk the earthAnd nothing will changePack ourselves so tightWe can't breathe on their griefWe cast our roots deepThe grid extends its reachThings don't look goodAs we feel the ground wakeNothing will changeFlames will walk the earthAnd nothing will change
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GENGHIS TRON - "Things Don't Look Good" taken from the critically acclaimed album 'Board Up The House'
SUBSCRIBE: http://bit.ly/RelapseYouTube
Order at Relapse: http://bit.ly/GenghisTronStore
Order on iTunes: http://bit.ly/GenghisTroniTunes
Order on Bandcamp: http://genghistron.bandcamp.com/
Available now on CD/Digital via Relapse Records.
Official links:
https://www.facebook.com/GenghisTron
http://genghistron.bandcamp.com/
http://www.myspace.com/genghistron
http://www.Relapse.com
http://www.facebook.com/relapserecords
http://www.twitter.com/relapserecords
Lyrics:
Roots spread under the mud
Drags the steel sprawl out towards the sea
Pile these cold souls so tight
They'll hardly breathe
Flames will walk the earth
Let them roam
They don't need what can spend so easily
Make this wretched mass work for their gloom
Flames will walk the earth
And nothing will change
Pack ourselves so tight
We can't breathe on their grief
We cast our roots deep
The grid extends its reach
Things don't look good
As we feel the ground wake
Nothing will change
Flames will walk the earth
And nothing will change