Number of Lyrics in Album : 10
By Dead By Gun, I am a bomb and I'm coming down
Through the concrete
By Dead By Gun, C'mon San Fransisco
C'mon Middle East
From the heart of London
And all
By Dead By Gun, Put on your leather jackets
Put on your U.S. Bombs
Drink away
By Dead By Gun, There's a fire burning in every hollow life
Different roads and
By Dead By Gun, She's got a knife, she's got a motive
She has a
By Dead By Gun, Combat rockers together we will fall
With our mouths filled with
By Dead By Gun, Right on, right now, let's go out and have some
By Dead By Gun, No need to say it, I'll dig my own grave
I'm
By Dead By Gun, I praise you like you were my saviour
You were brought
By Dead By Gun, Gotta find a way to
The echoes in my head
Among everyday