| Song | Can't Kill Us |
| Artist | The Glitch Mob |
| Album | Can't Kill Us |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| - Welcome back | |
| Yeah we kept it self-intact | |
| Slow it down, don’t know | |
| Where the hell | |
| Everyone else is at | |
| - we held it back | |
| But now we move and stealth attack | |
| Seldom felt compelled | |
| When they tell us help them to | |
| Perfect the track | |
| - it’s a ghost town | |
| The wind blows with no crowd | |
| A low sound - | |
| Rumbles like a thunder | |
| From a broken cloud | |
| - with guns drawn | |
| We move inside | |
| Your front yards | |
| Your town halls | |
| And restaurants | |
| No one is safe playing all our songs | |
| - you’ve waited by these | |
| Days and nights | |
| But we stayed alive | |
| While you paid no mind | |
| To who we are | |
| But now we’ve come | |
| To raise the sky | |
| - no more mister nice guys | |
| It’s the right time | |
| To want to fight crime | |
| Because you thought we stopped trying? | |
| I guess it’s bye-bye | |
| I know you want to let it die | |
| But you can’t kill us | |
| I told you that we’ll never die | |
| Cause you can’t kill us | |
| - no sleeping until we see – | |
| Proceed till your nose will bleed, so we say | |
| “don’t – you – want – this?” | |
| - we go deep in the frequency - | |
| So easily reach the peak - | |
| And see that we | |
| Know – it’s – hope less | |
| - stopping | |
| Zombies karate chopping | |
| Their bodies | |
| All these electronic | |
| Copies have | |
| Gone – to – waste – now | |
| Honestly | |
| While you got to be partying | |
| We’ve been [the opposite] of apocalyptic | |
| Posthumous | |
| En – ter – tain – ers | |
| - we’re | |
| Not deeeead - | |
| From a headshot | |
| But it’s rotten - | |
| From a vessel clot - | |
| It ought to be | |
| Brought – back – to – life | |
| - no complaining | |
| Till we’re taking the stage | |
| From all the haters | |
| Who had waited for the day we could say | |
| We gave | |
| Tools – to – con – quer | |
| - so frustrating | |
| All the mazes | |
| Placed in the way | |
| I hate em | |
| Overcame em | |
| Like a super saiyan | |
| I’ma | |
| Throw – my – trump – card | |
| - and now we rising [to the ]top | |
| Open your eyes, cause we fought | |
| Off all these amateurs | |
| Brush – my – should – er | |
| I know you want to let it die | |
| But you can’t kill us | |
| I told you that we’ll never die | |
| Cause you can’t kill us | |
| - you felt that | |
| - a heartbeat | |
| - now step back | |
| - and watch me | |
| Cause you | |
| Can’t kill us | |
| Go! | |
| You can’t kill us | |
| No you can’t kill us | |
| Cause you can’t kill us | |
| But You can’t kill us | |
| Can’t kill us | |
| I know you want to let it die | |
| But you can’t kill us | |
| I told you that we’ll never die | |
| Cause you can’t kill us |
| Welcome back | |
| Yeah we kept it selfintact | |
| Slow it down, don' t know | |
| Where the hell | |
| Everyone else is at | |
| we held it back | |
| But now we move and stealth attack | |
| Seldom felt compelled | |
| When they tell us help them to | |
| Perfect the track | |
| it' s a ghost town | |
| The wind blows with no crowd | |
| A low sound | |
| Rumbles like a thunder | |
| From a broken cloud | |
| with guns drawn | |
| We move inside | |
| Your front yards | |
| Your town halls | |
| And restaurants | |
| No one is safe playing all our songs | |
| you' ve waited by these | |
| Days and nights | |
| But we stayed alive | |
| While you paid no mind | |
| To who we are | |
| But now we' ve come | |
| To raise the sky | |
| no more mister nice guys | |
| It' s the right time | |
| To want to fight crime | |
| Because you thought we stopped trying? | |
| I guess it' s byebye | |
| I know you want to let it die | |
| But you can' t kill us | |
| I told you that we' ll never die | |
| Cause you can' t kill us | |
| no sleeping until we see | |
| Proceed till your nose will bleed, so we say | |
| " don' t you want this?" | |
| we go deep in the frequency | |
| So easily reach the peak | |
| And see that we | |
| Know it' s hope less | |
| stopping | |
| Zombies karate chopping | |
| Their bodies | |
| All these electronic | |
| Copies have | |
| Gone to waste now | |
| Honestly | |
| While you got to be partying | |
| We' ve been the opposite of apocalyptic | |
| Posthumous | |
| En ter tain ers | |
| we' re | |
| Not deeeead | |
| From a headshot | |
| But it' s rotten | |
| From a vessel clot | |
| It ought to be | |
| Brought back to life | |
| no complaining | |
| Till we' re taking the stage | |
| From all the haters | |
| Who had waited for the day we could say | |
| We gave | |
| Tools to con quer | |
| so frustrating | |
| All the mazes | |
| Placed in the way | |
| I hate em | |
| Overcame em | |
| Like a super saiyan | |
| I' ma | |
| Throw my trump card | |
| and now we rising to the top | |
| Open your eyes, cause we fought | |
| Off all these amateurs | |
| Brush my should er | |
| I know you want to let it die | |
| But you can' t kill us | |
| I told you that we' ll never die | |
| Cause you can' t kill us | |
| you felt that | |
| a heartbeat | |
| now step back | |
| and watch me | |
| Cause you | |
| Can' t kill us | |
| Go! | |
| You can' t kill us | |
| No you can' t kill us | |
| Cause you can' t kill us | |
| But You can' t kill us | |
| Can' t kill us | |
| I know you want to let it die | |
| But you can' t kill us | |
| I told you that we' ll never die | |
| Cause you can' t kill us |
| Welcome back | |
| Yeah we kept it selfintact | |
| Slow it down, don' t know | |
| Where the hell | |
| Everyone else is at | |
| we held it back | |
| But now we move and stealth attack | |
| Seldom felt compelled | |
| When they tell us help them to | |
| Perfect the track | |
| it' s a ghost town | |
| The wind blows with no crowd | |
| A low sound | |
| Rumbles like a thunder | |
| From a broken cloud | |
| with guns drawn | |
| We move inside | |
| Your front yards | |
| Your town halls | |
| And restaurants | |
| No one is safe playing all our songs | |
| you' ve waited by these | |
| Days and nights | |
| But we stayed alive | |
| While you paid no mind | |
| To who we are | |
| But now we' ve come | |
| To raise the sky | |
| no more mister nice guys | |
| It' s the right time | |
| To want to fight crime | |
| Because you thought we stopped trying? | |
| I guess it' s byebye | |
| I know you want to let it die | |
| But you can' t kill us | |
| I told you that we' ll never die | |
| Cause you can' t kill us | |
| no sleeping until we see | |
| Proceed till your nose will bleed, so we say | |
| " don' t you want this?" | |
| we go deep in the frequency | |
| So easily reach the peak | |
| And see that we | |
| Know it' s hope less | |
| stopping | |
| Zombies karate chopping | |
| Their bodies | |
| All these electronic | |
| Copies have | |
| Gone to waste now | |
| Honestly | |
| While you got to be partying | |
| We' ve been the opposite of apocalyptic | |
| Posthumous | |
| En ter tain ers | |
| we' re | |
| Not deeeead | |
| From a headshot | |
| But it' s rotten | |
| From a vessel clot | |
| It ought to be | |
| Brought back to life | |
| no complaining | |
| Till we' re taking the stage | |
| From all the haters | |
| Who had waited for the day we could say | |
| We gave | |
| Tools to con quer | |
| so frustrating | |
| All the mazes | |
| Placed in the way | |
| I hate em | |
| Overcame em | |
| Like a super saiyan | |
| I' ma | |
| Throw my trump card | |
| and now we rising to the top | |
| Open your eyes, cause we fought | |
| Off all these amateurs | |
| Brush my should er | |
| I know you want to let it die | |
| But you can' t kill us | |
| I told you that we' ll never die | |
| Cause you can' t kill us | |
| you felt that | |
| a heartbeat | |
| now step back | |
| and watch me | |
| Cause you | |
| Can' t kill us | |
| Go! | |
| You can' t kill us | |
| No you can' t kill us | |
| Cause you can' t kill us | |
| But You can' t kill us | |
| Can' t kill us | |
| I know you want to let it die | |
| But you can' t kill us | |
| I told you that we' ll never die | |
| Cause you can' t kill us |