Black Heart Market

I'm living in America In America you're on your own America's not a country, it's just a business Now fucking pay me Welcome to the end of our hearts intent We've been left with a star filled graveyard We have all signed our name To the grave We wait for the day we have to watch the skyline burn Turn your back and feel the blade sinking in as we deem the king Of black hearts Everyone I know has become a ghost Lost, lonely souls ever more Everyone I know has become a motherfucking ghost Lost, lonely souls Ever more We have all signed our name to the grave We wait for the day we have to watch the skyline burn Turn your back and feel the blade sinking in as we deem the king Deem me the king You aren't the only one who thinks that life is just a fucking game Everyone plays And no one wins You aren't the only one with a debt unsettled, rode hard and put up wet Choose your poison and join the sick F*ck it You are not alone In this suffering What do you fucking think it means to have the choice To live your life or lay down and die You are not the only one who suffers We are all just as hopeless Who the f*ck do you think you are I've heard the same sad cries, countless times How could you do this to me, God why It's just part of the game that you hate but you can't change Don't bleed out before the last scene Your pride is worthless if you're dead So die Fucking die Die with your boots strapped tight Die with A smile but Rest assured you'll be forgotten