TRASH TALK LYRICS

"Sacramento Is Dead"

I am not the working son of a working son.
I never lived enough to see the sun; it never shined on me.
I am everything you hate.
I am everything that you can never be.

These city streets were paved for me,
And I will use them well until my dying day I'm burning in Hell,
And as for faith, it's just too fucking much to bare.
I know the world could never care.

I'll find my worth in this world of wealth.
Amidst the struggle, the sun is fucking burning my flesh,
And when this city's fucking dead, we'll go underground to rest in misery.
The sun will never shine on me again.

These city streets were paved for me,
And I will use them well until my dying day, I'm burning in Hell,
And as for faith, it's just too fucking much to bare.
I know the world could never care.

And when it's over, we will rise
From the ashes of your worthless fucking pity.
We'll make a name for ourselves by ourselves.
We'll watch the stars come down to leave this city.

Sacramento is dead.
Sacramento is dead.
Sacramento is dead.

Thanks to Mark for correcting these lyrics

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