Hellions song by Hellions from Primary Album Album not found. The music is composed and produced by Joel. Genre is Metalcore, Melodic Hardcore, Rock music. The Record company is unknown. Released on None.
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Hellions Meaning
| [[Intro] Yo It’s high time we put an end to the contempt and the bullshit This belongs to the young at heart The old souls This belongs to us Hellions! Stand up! [Chorus] You may be held on a pedestal by few But the wolves will circle perpetually below you Okay no don’t look down, no don’t you fall From that high horse looking down upon us all Because a weary step misplaced Could determine your fate [Verse] A non-linear, brand new nadir In a demographic consumed by fear It’s my kith and kin, my hearth and home You gonna tell me now that I don’t belong? Nah No one can say what we don’t deserve And no one can say what we’ve yet to earn I know that this belongs to the young at heart And this is your catharsis as much as ours But you can’t both innovate and play it safe I’d sooner fold and leave than assimilate In a non-linear, nascent nadir We’re the the one’s for you to fucking fear , [Chorus] You may be held on a pedestal by few But the wolves will circle perpetually below you Okay no don’t look down, no don’t you fall From that high horse looking down upon us all Because a weary step misplaced Could determine your fate Your fate Your fate Your fate Your fate [Bridge] Let’s see how tall your motherfucking pedestal stands When we tear it down piece by piece With our bare fucking hands Real recognise real, well shit we see straight through you Stood the test of time, never changed, paid our dues fool So when you say you’re real You know I can’t believe it ‘Cause when we say we’re real You know we really mean it So when we say you’re fake, you ain’t gonna say nothing We see your poker face but ain’t none of us bluffing Motherfucker , [Chorus] You may be held on a pedestal by few But the wolves will circle perpetually below you Okay so don’t look down, no don’t you fall From that high horse looking down upon us all Because a weary step misplaced Could determine your fate Your fate Your fate Your fate Your fate [Outro] Your fate] |
