If You've Got Soul

Small Towns Burn A Little Slower


Skinny wrists and feeble fists clinched in rage,
aimed at every evil that's in range.
Gutless mangy mutts that masquerade as dainty ladies
waisting daises on shallow graves.
A clever cover to a book with no pages hung out
to dry before they even had time to grow.

[Chorus:]
If you've got soul, then you're bound to be walked on.
Just don't get caught under the heals of misery.
Who feel the need for company.

Skin gets tricked into thickening when the king pits the queen for your loyalty.
One shares the spoils, the other the sense of royalty.
So if hell is boiling beneath the clock is ticking.
\"It's time to think again\"

[Chorus]

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