There is a hole in the floor
From a place I had been way before
They call it the knock on the door
Your privilege it fits like a glove but I'm still dirt poor
I look from a hole in the floor
How can one expect anymore
And when will this feeling subside
I wish I could knock down these walls cause I got so much more
Remember this place
I try to erase
This place I call home
It runs straight through my bones
The basement of societies underground
Has closed its doors today
Doors today
The basement of societies underground
Isn't what they say
What they say
Ooooh ooooh
Ooooh ooooh
They are the boys of the night
Running fast just to keep it alive
Psychological census is done
You know you got something when people have hated before
Remember this place
I try to erase
This place I call home
It runs straight through my bones
The basement of societies underground
Has closed its doors today
Doors today
The basement of societies underground
Isn't what they say
What they say
Ooooh ooooh
Ooooh ooooh
Son of Leto - Basement of Societies Underground Lyrics
Son of Leto - Basement of Societies Underground Lyrics
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English
There is a hole in the floor
From a place I had been way before
They call it the knock on the door
Your privilege it fits like a glove but I'm still dirt poor
I look from a hole in the floor
How can one expect anymore
And when will this feeling subside
I wish I could knock down these walls cause I got so much more
Remember this place
I try to erase
This place I call home
It runs straight through my bones
The basement of societies underground
Has closed its doors today
Doors today
The basement of societies underground
Isn't what they say
What they say
Ooooh ooooh
Ooooh ooooh
They are the boys of the night
Running fast just to keep it alive
Psychological census is done
You know you got something when people have hated before
Remember this place
I try to erase
This place I call home
It runs straight through my bones
The basement of societies underground
Has closed its doors today
Doors today
The basement of societies underground
Isn't what they say
What they say
Ooooh ooooh
Ooooh ooooh
From a place I had been way before
They call it the knock on the door
Your privilege it fits like a glove but I'm still dirt poor
I look from a hole in the floor
How can one expect anymore
And when will this feeling subside
I wish I could knock down these walls cause I got so much more
Remember this place
I try to erase
This place I call home
It runs straight through my bones
The basement of societies underground
Has closed its doors today
Doors today
The basement of societies underground
Isn't what they say
What they say
Ooooh ooooh
Ooooh ooooh
They are the boys of the night
Running fast just to keep it alive
Psychological census is done
You know you got something when people have hated before
Remember this place
I try to erase
This place I call home
It runs straight through my bones
The basement of societies underground
Has closed its doors today
Doors today
The basement of societies underground
Isn't what they say
What they say
Ooooh ooooh
Ooooh ooooh
Writer: Samuel Hyde
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