Boston AM letra

The palest of flesh is but a privilege to some.
From hell we march to rape the season.
These boots are stained with the courage of none.
Stompin' you faggots into oblivion.
Now I share the knife that cuts the tension.

Back peels your face as I poison the womb.
Cast your doubts on me, this heart is bleeding.
If only you knew how much I hate you!
The morning sun, so mindless and dull.
The day is yours, keep all who surrender.
This path I walk is not a choice I've made but the beat of a heart supple and raw.

Hammer Bros. - Letras

• A New Beginning
• Animal
• Boston AM
• It Hurts...
• It's Not Ok
• Kids Like You
• Land of Sharks
• Legion
• My Playground
• Negatives
• No System
• No Wait
• Out of Style
• Salvation
• The Kids Are Dead
• This Is It!
• Thrashachusetts
• Thus Consumption
• Years