
🎧Listen to "Targets" album:
🎤Lyrics:
Slippin’ in to your footsteps
Burrowed into your soul
Teenage wanna be master
Teenage wanna be ghost
Stepping into the doorway
Confidently reload
He won’t be alive at the end of the show
Targets aim for the future
Dying just to grow old
But every rose will be cut down
Bloody red when they go
Fingers reaching for mercy
Just a second too slow
The angels have no where to go
Cannibals won’t be your saviour
deep in the catacombs
All alone no one to save ya
who knows the broken souls
Your blood, your breath, your bone
The chamber spinnin’ on and on and on
welcome to the freak show
Animals won’t leave our targets
Memories in the yearbook
Terror page upon page
Teenage living in sorrow
Teenage living in rage
Candles steadily glowing
Cut and pasting our grief
Hell’s the new normal and hope is the dream
Targets starting to fester
Targets starting to boil
All the blood in their foot prints
Disappears in the soil
One decides on a statement
Something has to be done
Is this what our home has become?
Cannibals won’t be your saviour
deep in the catacombs
All alone no one to save ya
who knows the broken souls
Your blood, your breath, your bone
The chamber spinnin’ on and on and on
welcome to the freak show
Animals won’t leave our targets alone
Ay! alone, alone
Targets alone
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