theory of a deadman
heavy
All we hear is noise Like we ever had a choice Life's a never ending void So what'cha gonna do about it? All we hear is static In a constant state of panic We're pissed off and abandoned So what'cha gonna do about it? Take those horns, throw them up Show them we don't give a fuck We like our hair down, volume up Kick like a machine gun Cold beer, stage dives Scream along all night Metal brings us to our knees Motherfucking therapy Wear it like a scarlet letter It's what brings us all together Hit the floor, turn it up Everybody ready? 'Cause when it comes to music We all lose it when it's heavy They'll push you to the edge 'Til all you see is red 'Cause tonight we raise the dead That's what we're gonna do about it We'll burn this mother down? We all want it loud So what'cha gonna do about it? Take those horns, throw them up We live for it, it's in our blood We like our hair down, volume up Kick like a machine gun Cold beer, stage dives Scream along all night Metal brings us to our knees Motherfucking therapy Wear it like a scarlet letter It's what brings us all together Hit the floor, turn it up Everybody ready? 'Cause when it comes to music We all lose it when it's heavy Take those horns, throw them up Show them we don't give a fuck We like our hair down, volume up Kick like a machine gun Cold beer, stage dives Scream along all night Metal brings us to our knees Motherfucking therapy Wear it like a scarlet letter It's what brings us all together Hit the floor, turn it up Everybody ready? 'Cause when it comes to music We all lose it when it's heavy