Deptford Goth
Guts No Glory
Parade of toil and heavy weather
This one is gone this one is better
Why would you stay if it’s old?
Why would you stay if it’s old?
The devil’s here who is his brother?
They’re in this kind of thing together
Why would you stay if it’s old?
Why would you stay if it’s old?
Run for miles
Back on angry feet
All seen the start but we can’t all meet sleep
Hide beyond
Brain rattles in my head
Will you sing a song now
To deal with death
Want somebody
Hold on
Want somebody
Better hold on till you’re gone
Want somebody
Hold on
Want somebody
Better hold on till you die
Never more will I see you in the morning
Never more will I see you in the night
Hope that you don’t get me
Looking at you
The way I shouldn’t do
Why would I stay if it’s all right?
Run for miles
Back on angry feet
All seen the start but we can’t all meet sleep
Hide beyond
Brain rattles in my head
Can you sing a song now
To deal with death
Reformed
Reveling
I’d say it’s your world
We’ve seen the dark part
Trying to get away before
Want somebody
Hold on
Want somebody
Better hold on till you’re gone
Want somebody
Hold on
Want somebody
Better hold on till you die
Want somebody
Hold on
Want somebody
Better hold on till you’re gone
Want somebody
Hold on
Want somebody
Better hold on till you die