Guts No Glory - Deptford Goth

The rain of toil in heavy weather

This one is gone, this one is better

Why would you stay if it’s old?

Why would you stay if it’s old?

The devil’s here, who is his brother?

They’re in this kind of thing together

Why will you stay if it’s old?

Why will you stay if it’s old?

Run for miles

Back on angry feet

Lost in the start

We can’t all meet sleep

Half of your brain

Rattles in my head

Will you sing a song now,

To deal with death?

Want somebody

Hold on

Want somebody

Better hold on til you’re gone

Want somebody

Hold on

Want somebody

Better hold on til you’re gone

Nevermore will I see you in the morning

Nevermore will I see you in the night

Hope that you don’t get me looking at you

The way I shouldn’t do.

Why would I stay if it’s alright?

Run for miles

Back on angry feet

Lost in the start

We can’t all meet sleep

Half of your brain

Rattles in my head

Can you sing a song now,

To deal with death?

Reform, reveling

I say it’s your world

Wish in the dark part

Trying to get away before

Want somebody

Hold on

Want somebody

Better hold on til you’re gone

Want somebody

And I hold on

Want somebody

Better hold on til you’re gone

Want somebody

Hold on

Want somebody

Better hold on til you’re gone

Want somebody

Hold on

Want somebody

Better hold on til you’re gone