Carry the God, going down in flames
A perfect design for shifting the blame
And I am the one, the one who's in trouble
And this is the pill, the pill that we swallow
The death of us all, the cash, the kill
They're selling us off to make the deal
Are you ready to go? Are you ready to know?
Then brace yourself, I'll tell you
Love, it's ready for the taking
And the guns, I love the noise they're making
And the words, scare the God-fearing
But the drugs, the drugs, they keep us all selling out
The bullets will fly, I'm caught in the game
I'm packaged, repackaged, so what's in a name?
It's more than I thought but worse than I feared
To go first in anger and then with tears
The death of us all, the cash, the kill
They're selling us off to make the deal
Are you ready to go? Are you ready to know?
Then brace yourself, I'll tell you
Love, it's ready for the taking
And the guns, I love the noise they're making
And the words, scare the God-fearing
But the drugs, the drugs, they keep us all selling out
God, we look good, going down in flames
A perfect design for shifting the blame
I am the one, the one who's in trouble
This is the pill, the pill that we swallow
The death of us all, the cash, the kill
They're selling us off to make the deal
The death of us all, the cash, the kill
I'm dead like a doll, I've had my fill
The death of us all, the cash, the kill
They're selling us off to make the deal
Are you ready to go? Are you ready to know?
Then brace yourself, I'll tell you
Love, it's ready for the taking
And the guns, I love the noise they're making
And the words, scare the God-fearing
But the drugs, the drugs, they keep us all selling
Love, it's ready for the taking
And the guns, I love the noise they're making
And the words, scare the God-fearing
But the drugs, the drugs, they keep us all selling out
They keep us all selling out
They keep us all selling out
They keep us all selling out
The Exies - God We Look Good (Going Down In Flames) Lyrics
The Exies - God We Look Good (Going Down In Flames) Lyrics
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Carry the God, going down in flames
A perfect design for shifting the blame
And I am the one, the one who's in trouble
And this is the pill, the pill that we swallow
The death of us all, the cash, the kill
They're selling us off to make the deal
Are you ready to go? Are you ready to know?
Then brace yourself, I'll tell you
Love, it's ready for the taking
And the guns, I love the noise they're making
And the words, scare the God-fearing
But the drugs, the drugs, they keep us all selling out
The bullets will fly, I'm caught in the game
I'm packaged, repackaged, so what's in a name?
It's more than I thought but worse than I feared
To go first in anger and then with tears
The death of us all, the cash, the kill
They're selling us off to make the deal
Are you ready to go? Are you ready to know?
Then brace yourself, I'll tell you
Love, it's ready for the taking
And the guns, I love the noise they're making
And the words, scare the God-fearing
But the drugs, the drugs, they keep us all selling out
God, we look good, going down in flames
A perfect design for shifting the blame
I am the one, the one who's in trouble
This is the pill, the pill that we swallow
The death of us all, the cash, the kill
They're selling us off to make the deal
The death of us all, the cash, the kill
I'm dead like a doll, I've had my fill
The death of us all, the cash, the kill
They're selling us off to make the deal
Are you ready to go? Are you ready to know?
Then brace yourself, I'll tell you
Love, it's ready for the taking
And the guns, I love the noise they're making
And the words, scare the God-fearing
But the drugs, the drugs, they keep us all selling
Love, it's ready for the taking
And the guns, I love the noise they're making
And the words, scare the God-fearing
But the drugs, the drugs, they keep us all selling out
They keep us all selling out
They keep us all selling out
They keep us all selling out
A perfect design for shifting the blame
And I am the one, the one who's in trouble
And this is the pill, the pill that we swallow
The death of us all, the cash, the kill
They're selling us off to make the deal
Are you ready to go? Are you ready to know?
Then brace yourself, I'll tell you
Love, it's ready for the taking
And the guns, I love the noise they're making
And the words, scare the God-fearing
But the drugs, the drugs, they keep us all selling out
The bullets will fly, I'm caught in the game
I'm packaged, repackaged, so what's in a name?
It's more than I thought but worse than I feared
To go first in anger and then with tears
The death of us all, the cash, the kill
They're selling us off to make the deal
Are you ready to go? Are you ready to know?
Then brace yourself, I'll tell you
Love, it's ready for the taking
And the guns, I love the noise they're making
And the words, scare the God-fearing
But the drugs, the drugs, they keep us all selling out
God, we look good, going down in flames
A perfect design for shifting the blame
I am the one, the one who's in trouble
This is the pill, the pill that we swallow
The death of us all, the cash, the kill
They're selling us off to make the deal
The death of us all, the cash, the kill
I'm dead like a doll, I've had my fill
The death of us all, the cash, the kill
They're selling us off to make the deal
Are you ready to go? Are you ready to know?
Then brace yourself, I'll tell you
Love, it's ready for the taking
And the guns, I love the noise they're making
And the words, scare the God-fearing
But the drugs, the drugs, they keep us all selling
Love, it's ready for the taking
And the guns, I love the noise they're making
And the words, scare the God-fearing
But the drugs, the drugs, they keep us all selling out
They keep us all selling out
They keep us all selling out
They keep us all selling out
Writer: CHRISTOPHER DAVID SKANE, LOUIS ALFRED HERRERA, SCOTT CHRISTOPHER STEVENS
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.