Sin-Eaters

Lyrics

Wall Street jumps in the Hudson
 With gold in their bathing suits
 Then we send in the miracle fairies
 That's all we do
 Want to give a withering speech to the fucked
 Want to give a withering speech to the fucked
 We had beautiful views of the
 Weather coming for us
 We'll dive in with the sin-eaters
 While they suck it all up
 Want to give a withering speech to the fucked
 Want to give a withering speech to the fucked
 Save my young white neck, it ain't my fault
 Save my young white neck, it ain't my fault
 

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Song Details

Duration
03:39
Key
10
Tempo
162 BPM

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