Letras: Gallows. Grey Britain. I Dread The Night.

I'm going out tonight,
Got an ache in my guts and an my stomachs alight,
So crack your fucking knuckles and straighten your spine,
We are the night,

I'm going out tonight,
Got a burning in my blood that just ain't right,
So I'll tear my fucking muscles while I watch the time,
We are the night

I'm lying with my back to the floor,
I ain't ever been in so much pain before,
If I said I wasn't scared I'd be a fucking liar,
My body's burning like it's on fire

Sweating like I ain't before,
First it was a cold, now it's a fever for sure,
Forget singing I can barely speak,
I think I'm fucking dying, I can't breathe

And I want to be,
Anyone in the world but me
Trapped in the body of a man defeated,
I am the shame of mistakes repeated

There will be no more grey,
We have finished digging the grave,
We are the new black,
And we're as serious as a heart attack.