Texty:
Hollywood Brave Sounds

We've left to much unsaid

These days keep me moving. I might be young, but i have guts. I have a heart, and i've got lungs. In my fist I hold every year I stole, these memories

In this city's streets, is where this city's heart beats. Here you will find the truth, in this town you can find our youth. All these years both good

Let's hope the train yard will keep art alive. Let's beg for explosions, and hope we survive. Let's ask for forgivness then slip up again. Let's paint

our world. But for suffering we might have been a part of it rather than apart from it. * Making the compromises, Brave fronts, deceitful disguises

and dying of our world. But for suffering we might have been a part of it rather than apart from it. * Making the compromises, Brave fronts, deceitful

hoods, get ya goods pushed back Ya fraud, pull the wool off your hollywood hat [U-God:] Yo Yo Yo The track melts in half liquors have this brave meaning