Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Ashes, artist - Tom MacDonald. Date of issue: 05.09.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Ashes |
| It’s rock-n-roll to me, there’s no controlling me |
| I sold my soul and stole the gold from royalty |
| I’m locked and loaded until the motor overheat |
| I’ll rock the boat in seas I’m not supposed to be |
| The Holy Ghost is in my broken bones |
| And Heaven only knows what bein' broke awoke in me |
| The homes of those who tried to slow my roll |
| And throw me to the wolves will turn up burnt and smolderin' |
| I fillin' the coffins with everything that I wanted |
| And then I’ll drag them behind me so they will not be forgotten |
| I hit the bottle so often that when I did hit the bottom |
| It didn’t even hurt even a bit but now I proceed with caution |
| And I’ve been haunted by rotten bodies, the path that I’ve plotted |
| Been full of haters and demons, I burn the bridge when I cross it |
| I got a dollar in my pocket that I’m savin' just in case |
| I get to where I’m headed and I still need change |
| I feel the ghost of rock-n-roll take hold of me |
| An overdose of I don’t care what you believe |
| So fuck 'em all, I’m Jimmy Page, I’m Kurt Cobain |
| I’m Rolling Stones, lay Guns N' Roses across my grave |
| Ashes to ashes mama |
| Ashes to ashes papa |
| There’s blood and guts to me, it’s mud and rust to me |
| That type of feelin' when you love destructively |
| It’s claws are stuck in me, it promise luxury |
| If I said I trust you, you are dumb for trustin' me |
| Hate me publicly, or wait for company |
| Or pray to God your Devil never summons me |
| Either way you don’t have shit to say |
| With all the Tom MacDonald, you exist because of me |
| I’m fuelin' the fire with little beautiful liars |
| They burn the brightest and I pull out every tooth with the pliers |
| They get a funeral suitable for the winners that ruined |
| All the truth in my music, I took the food out the fryer |
| I’ve been hell and back without a burn, my boots made of iron |
| I keep a cooler full of booze 'cause I’m a juvenile tyrant |
| I never lose I get with Lucifer and he knows who I am |
| So when you meet him say I said «What up"there's zero survivors |
| I feel the ghost of rock-n-roll take hold of me |
| An overdose of I don’t care what you believe |
| So fuck 'em all, I’m Jimmy Page, I’m Kurt Cobain |
| I’m Rolling Stones, lay Guns N' Roses across my grave |
| Ashes to ashes mama |
| Ashes to ashes papa |
| Breakout bands, they want no revenge |
| 'Cause fuck I got plans |
| All I need is my fans |
| With the world in my hands |
| I’m burnin' the people who said that I can’t |
| I’m burnin' the churches that worship the damned |
| Then housin' the holy wherever I stand |
| I feel the ghost of rock-n-roll take hold of me |
| An overdose of I don’t care what you believe |
| So fuck 'em all, I’m Jimmy Page, I’m Kurt Cobain |
| I’m Rolling Stones, lay Guns N' Roses across my grave |
| Ashes to ashes mama |
| Ashes to ashes papa |