Testo di Nothing Sacred

Sun bleached, in opposition Line dancing losing the feeling, limb by limb I fear it’s coming, the gods clutching their bellies Laughing Jukebox ancient token Italian vistas homes calling Are we on to something Is this all part of some plan Living out some prophecy lifetimes in the making Drunk and overconfident Romeo’s throwing me over his shoulder Nothing’s sacred I fear it’s coming, the gods clutching their bellies Laughing Jukebox ancient token Italian vistas homes calling Are we on to something Is this all part of some plan Living out some prophecy lifetimes in the making Jukebox ancient token Italian vistas homes calling Are we on to something Is this all part of some plan Living out some prophecy lifetimes in the making Are we on to something Is this all part of some plan Living out some prophecy lifetimes in the making