Head Wound City Lyrics

by Adam Gnade

Welcome to Head Wound City, now die alone in the street,
skull crushed flat by the bumper of that yellow cab you
didn’t see coming—the one with wheels made of cyanide-laced
donuts, and GG Allin’s grinning ghost grinding the gears.
Jordan does the singing. Gabe plays drums. Cody does guitar
stuff. So does Nick. JP plays bass. Most everybody sings
along. They’ve been in some of the bands that have burned
out the backs of your eyeballs, Yeah Yeah Yeahing you into
a jitter sex frenzy, Locusting your flesh down to bare More...




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