The Living Tombstone

Step On Up Lyrics by The Living Tombstone (Feat. McGwire) You’re so much nicer than you gotta be A star and part of Freddy’s symphony Praise for your ability Charm

Kill Us All Lyrics by The Living Tombstone You can’t press “Pause” on chaos Dead men passing laws when the judge holds a séance Heads on coins get appointed for

Be Alone Lyrics by The Living Tombstone Death, death, at the door Another day of genocide, killing the poor Debt compounding, more and more A pound of flesh for the

I Walk Ahead Of You Lyrics by The Living Tombstone I walk ahead of you I walk ahead of you I walk ahead of you I walk ahead of you

Somebody Lyrics by The Living Tombstone I, I wanna be somebody’s good little helper Are you proud of me? I, I wanna be somebody who makes a difference Tell me

Rust Lyrics by The Living Tombstone Rust grows the longer it’s exposed To prove that people know their mask is slipping Front rows to watch it decompose The eyeline melts

Boulder Lyrics by The Living Tombstone Keep everything from leaking You’re pushing up against every ceiling They’re watching over you, seeking reasons to punish Stopping you from delivering Sisyphus pushing

Orphans Lyrics by The Living Tombstone We’re waiting for sundown At night when we come out, are you scared? When your time runs out, we will be there Prepared for

Goliath Lyrics by The Living Tombstone God doesn’t love me God doesn’t love me Sick and sadistic Crushed under boot heels, we pray God doesn’t love me God doesn’t love

This Will Be Our Year Lyrics by The Living Tombstone The warmth of your love’s like the warmth of the sun And this will be our year, took a long

Malibu Pier Lyrics by The Living Tombstone Sunrise, an empty mansion at the seaside No one around, a little town committed suicide The people drowned amid the high tide The

This Comes From Inside Lyrics – The Living Tombstone How we could have known that we’re stuck in a system? There was a pre-existing dictum, programmed to do nothing else!

Discord Lyrics – The Living Tombstone I’m not a fan of puppeteers, but I’ve a nagging fear Someone else is pulling at the strings Something terrible is going down through

Chosen By The Living Tombstone Will I be myself again? Where does it end? And where does it begin? Cause I don’t know what I did that made me Chosen

Love I Need By The Living Tombstone I don’t get the love I need anymore I don’t get the love I need anymore I’m feeling sick of independence I don’t

Sunburn By The Living Tombstone You’re losing yourself with the life that you are leading, honey You’re somebody else when you pick up the phone You’re falling apart everytime he

Alastor’s Game By The Living Tombstone I’ve got a game I wanna show you If I tell you my name, you’ll have to play too I’ve been here for years,

Drunk By The Living Tombstone Just one drink, gonna keep it mellow Responsible night for a polite fellow Say hello to my friends and comrades Consent to offence, so I