Gunmetal Romance from Red Thread by Death Dance

Hear the rain
Of broken glass
So afraid
Today is your last

It’s so hard to know what you want
When the moment is death
So hard to keep your voice down
Hold your breath

Why’s always so unfair
Fix it with your thoughts and prayers
No one really needs that
See the world in black and white
Feel safe again after some time
How could you believe that

You’re sinking again
Gunmetal romance
It’s happening again
What were the chances
Brass shell confetti
Do your red dance
Calling their families
Gunmetal romance

Bodies and bodies of kids
Wrapped in your rhetoric
Sick brains of violent men
Offered no treatment
Killed by your loving leaders
Like snowfall on cedars
Worship the touch of lead
With bullets still in your head
To be shot to death in the street
Is the American dream

• Alternative
• Progressive Rock
• alternative rock
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• post-rock
• swancore
• Detroit