Testo Ransom - Hollywood Undead

Ransom

You swear to God you’ve got the answers
And then you hold them all for ransom
Sell your soul for the pedestal
If you lie, make it credible
This medicine doesn’t seem medical
Panacea full of chemicals
They want everything you got and not 'cause of virtue
Find you vulnerable and then they can hurt you
They want everything you got so they can sell it right back
With inflation, bitch you got hacked
How long do we let it burn while we hold the gas?
When will they fucking learn that they are the past?
And this might be it, this is our last chance
It’s hell on a Sunday, black mass
You swear to God you’ve got the answers
And then you hold them all for ransom
Is this the hour that we stand up?
Some day you’ll pay
These cracks. They form before the fall
You better get in line or get out of the way
(They're tryna get another kill by the end of the day)
from the past
The only son that chosen one, so your mom better pray
boots to walk in ('cause the bombs are dropping)
Gone but not forgotten, (and don’t drop the coffin)
All these lies they’re talking, (I hear my maker calling)
All this pain it’s causing, (hear the enemy stomping)
Nothing to lose, always something to prove
(The rules divided in two, so what path do I choose?)
Walk a mile in my shoes I’ll stay paying my dues
(It's left you broken and bruised, and next they coming for you)
You swear to God you’ve got the answers
And then you hold them all for ransom
Is this the hour that we stand up?
Some day you’ll pay
These cracks. They form before the fall
Just wanna taste the fruit
Of good and evil just like you
Breathing every single lie into my lungs
And if ignorance is bliss
Then maybe we could make a wish
Call me crazy, let’s just crash into the sun
Crash into the sun
You swear to God you’ve got the answers
And then you hold them all for ransom
Is this the hour that we stand up?
Some day you’ll pay
These cracks. They form before the
These cracks. They form before the fall. Whoa