Lyrics Radio (NW Hesh) - Fallstar

Radio (NW Hesh)

Brittle bones, brittle bones, brittle bones
Hanging cold, hanging cold, hanging cold
'Til every piece of me has died
I can never grow wings to fly
I’m only doing what I want
I’m only singing my own songs
So forget everything, I do it all for music’s sake
‘Cause I’m a ticking bomb, ticking bomb, ticking bomb
We’re doing violence to your head
You’ll play our songs until we’re dead and gone
We are the ones who took the risk
That’s why you’ll never catch us spinning on the radio
That’s why you’ll never catch us spinning on the radio
That’s why you’ll never catch us spinning on the radio
Brittle bones, brittle bones, brittle bones
Hanging cold, hanging cold, hanging cold
'Til every piece of me has died
I can never grow wings to fly
I’m only doing what I want
I’m only writing my own songs
I don’t care what they say I’m making art to keep me sane
‘Cause I’m a ticking bomb, ticking bomb, ticking bomb
We’re doing violence to your head
You’ll play our songs until we’re dead and gone
We are the ones who took the risk
That’s why you’ll never catch us spinning on the radio
We’re doing violence to your head
You’ll play our songs until we’re dead and gone
We are the ones who took the risk
That’s why you’ll never catch us spinning on the radio
We’re doing violence to your head
You’ll play our songs until we’re dead and gone
We are the ones who took the risk
That’s why you’ll never catch us spinning on the radio
North.
West.
Hesh.
Kill ‘um
Where is integrity?
When will the fakers fade?
This craft was meant to edify the world, not degrade it
We do it for the good
We do it for the art
That’s why you’ll never catch us spinning on the radio
We’ll never front or fake
No we’re not playing games
This is the magic of the sacred and the profane
We do it for the good
So write my name in gold
That’s why you’ll never catch us spinning on the radio