DIY Or Die Trying Paroles

This wasn't written to impress.

I'm simply a heart for harmony.



We're taking the hardest of times

And making it look heroic, hero.



These are, the sounds of our counterattack

With my mic in the front

And my blood, and my blood, in the back


Then come see the sinner.

One day we'll have to sell honesty.

One day they'll be begging for a knockout.



We're taking the hardest of times.

And making it look heroic, heroic.



These are, the sounds of our counterattack

With my mic in the front

And my blood, and my blood, in the back



These are, the sounds of our counterattack

With my mic in the front

And my blood, my blood, in the back



These are

The sounds of our counterattack.