Terror of the Countryside (исполнитель: The Broken Remotes)
The terror of the countryside gone searchin' for a grave Waitin' for the darkness to swallow whole a sin Drags a thumb across the moon Now a thousand shades of red Close my eyes and lay me on the ground I'm goin' where no one's followin' Hold my arms and let me slowly down 'Cause my body's done believing my body's done believing I dreamt of ancient armies and boots gone marchin' past Awoken by the tremor Of hail beatin' on the grass hail beatin' on the grass Close my eyes and lay me on the ground I'm goin' where no one's followin' Hold my arms and let me slowly down 'Cause my body's done believing my body's done believing Hurry now and get my father's gun This ain't no lesson to teach a son Hurry now and get my father's gun This ain't no lesson and my body's done believing my body's done believing my body's done believing my body's done believing