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Born into Rags to Die No Richer

by Dead Harts

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1.
We’ll drink this hole dry And paint the town red on a Friday night Just to feel young again You’re my guilty pleasure Cause desperate times call for double measures You should take a look at yourself You’re all washed up And shit out of luck And you’re just vexed cause I don’t give a fuck You’re just vexed cause I don’t give a fuck You’re all washed up and shit out of luck You don’t wanna be hanging around Dead in the gutter’s where you’ll be found Cause you’re clutching at straws Is there really nothing in your life? Nothing at all Pick it up, pick it up This is all we need and all we’ve got All we need and all we’ve got
2.
Smoke Wagons 02:56
Searching for something more In social disgust we wage a war So bring us our bounty Tarnished with disbelief Living a life of lust But never luxury Her broken heart Our broken trust A shattered family So say the word and I am gone And stop Stop holding on To an endeavour prolonged Your misery is the headline story Seen by all and used by all My weathered conscience My strung out bones But don’t gaze upon her eyes you’ll be cast to stone So pick yourself up off the ground There’s no answers in the bottom of a bottle That’s what I’ve found That’s what I’ve found Oh believer believe We're swimming against the tide With armed archers on the hillside It’s time to decide what’s right Whether we retreat or fight Torn between two different cloths My mind was made up but now it’s not You’ve made your choice its clear to me A new girl The high life The big city That’s what I’ve found Oh believer believe We’re swimming against the tide Oh believer believe With armed archers on the hillside Oh believer believe
3.
We’re digging up the guns for broken Britain For all the words that we have wrote in the songs we’ve written I propose a toast to all the villains We’re digging up the guns for broken Britain Stay in your homes The streets are filled with thugs and firearms Who have overrun our towns for far too long And I, for one, will not sit back and be told I’m wrong for digging up the guns We have become the minority Let down by our government and authority And I have never been so happy to say these words So scream with me Fuck the suits Cause eventually you will all hear our sound in every city and every town I said born into rags to die no richer The question you’ve gotta ask yourself is how do we take back our livelihoods and industries This is only but a taste of what’s to come Just to make you proud
4.
We charge with lions by our sides But live in fear of the wolves that we’ve cried So fuck your friends and fuck your pride You’ll never take me alive Bring back the good old days the nineties sun, super lemon haze We’ll never change our ways Will I ever get out of this game I would give anything not to feel this lame I need something to pull me through this each and every day This town isn’t big enough for the both of us So take your best shot Let’s see what you have fucking got In this city you can buy anyone or anything Let’s see the colour of your money Bring back the good old days the nineties sun, super lemon haze We will never change our ways
5.
Crooks 02:08
I hate to break this to you The way this train is rolling is clearly out of your reach We can’t afford to drag our feet Now we’re reborn Upon our sides is yet another thorn Just when you thought I’d let my guard down I stop you right in your tracks Too many times I’ve made a rod for my own back But now I’m still here walking down these streets with my fucking head held high No feeling of defeat, just an overwhelming rush of relief To know you’re gone and know you’re never coming back So sick of your empty threats and shooting the shit So do your fucking worst bitch Let it be, the past is dead we’re history Let it be, I’m stronger now you will see Let it be, you’ll move on eventually Let it be, the past is dead we’re history
6.
Interlude 01:37
7.
Headhunter 01:57
Did I stutter when I said Who the fuck do you think you are? Parading around with your heads in the clouds Thinking how the fuck you got this far Did I stutter when I said Fuck you Me and my friends we hate you all Me and my friends are rock and roll Off with their heads Kill them in their beds Why didn't you give up when you had the chance Before you get chewed up and spit out Just like the rest of them You're all stuck in a passing trend So fuck you all and once again your shitty ass band And here is my middle finger to all your fans Off with their heads
8.
Caesar 02:56
Burn thoses witches at the stakes Hold your own Look alive We attack at day break Im a heart breaker Life changer And the wildest cat you’ve ever met So take your knife out of my back Daybreak is here We attack We attack Knife in my Back So don’t bail When the butcher bites back Can you smell the venom on her breath on her breath Just one more thing before you're dead You're hanging by the thinnest thread And can't you see there's nothing left So I thank you for inspiring me to take A step in the right direction To lead me to victory Look alive Hold your own Look alive Hold your own Look alive Because of you I will never confide in a single soul again We were always better as just friends Cause you never fucking loved me anyway I hope your crystals keep you company The moment my back is turned You're consumed by him A valuable lesson well learned But he’ll never win Cause you're nothing to me and you never have been The moment my back is turned You're consumed by him But he’ll never win Because of you I will never confide in a single soul again
9.
Leech 03:19
10.
Nosebleed 03:30

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released October 31, 2012

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Dead Harts were founded in late 2009 and hail from Sheffield in the North of England. Influenced by the likes of The Chariot, Norma Jean and Gwen Stacy; Harts deliver songs with an unrivaled raw passion and live energy.

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