we don’t give up, we fuck shit up.

We had our knives drawn and they were as sharp as we were in love.
If god crossed us we'd take all his drugs, burn his money
and his house down and wait for the fire to spread.
But sometimes hate is not enough to turn this all to ashes.

Together as one, against all others.
Break all of our wings
to make sure it crashes.
We're running to the edge of the world.

I had no choice, I erased the debt of our family,
let you say goodbye with lips like dynamite.
And everyone turned their backs because they knew
when we held on tight to each other,
we were something fatal, that fell into the wrong hands.