The Jungle Is My Home
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โฑ๏ธ 2:21 duration
๐ ID: 12049654
๐ Lyrics
Sweep aside the rusted leaves
The cobwebs and the dreams
Wade ashore through shallows of gore
Where all is as bad as it seems
Through vines that hang like rotten guts
Unheard pleas in the air
The wind is thick with the breath of the sick
And the damaged beyond repair
All at once a choir will pounce
Out of the mire and the squeal
With voices cracked and words that attack
All sense and reason
Damn your comfort - we're the strumpets
The drunkards who burned down Rome
We're the hell spawn that bid you welcome
The jungle is our home
Damn your comfort - we're the strumpets
The drunkards who burned down Rome
In this squalor, we'll make you holler
The jungle is my home!
Claw marks on the sodden ground
Bullet holes in the sky
With the rain comes a dead refrain
One word in a slow whisper, "Why?"
All at once a choir will pounce
Out of the mire and the squeal
With voices cracked and words that attack
All sense and reason
Damn your comfort - we're the strumpets
The drunkards who burned down Rome
We're the hell spawn that bid you welcome
The jungle is our home
God! Damn your comfort - we're the strumpets
The drunkards who burned down Rome
In this squalor, we'll make you holler
The jungle is my home!
The cobwebs and the dreams
Wade ashore through shallows of gore
Where all is as bad as it seems
Through vines that hang like rotten guts
Unheard pleas in the air
The wind is thick with the breath of the sick
And the damaged beyond repair
All at once a choir will pounce
Out of the mire and the squeal
With voices cracked and words that attack
All sense and reason
Damn your comfort - we're the strumpets
The drunkards who burned down Rome
We're the hell spawn that bid you welcome
The jungle is our home
Damn your comfort - we're the strumpets
The drunkards who burned down Rome
In this squalor, we'll make you holler
The jungle is my home!
Claw marks on the sodden ground
Bullet holes in the sky
With the rain comes a dead refrain
One word in a slow whisper, "Why?"
All at once a choir will pounce
Out of the mire and the squeal
With voices cracked and words that attack
All sense and reason
Damn your comfort - we're the strumpets
The drunkards who burned down Rome
We're the hell spawn that bid you welcome
The jungle is our home
God! Damn your comfort - we're the strumpets
The drunkards who burned down Rome
In this squalor, we'll make you holler
The jungle is my home!
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:07.37] Sweep aside the rusted leaves
[00:11.35] The cobwebs and the dreams
[00:15.04] Wade ashore through shallows of gore
[00:18.11] Where all is as bad as it seems
[00:20.95] Through vines that hang like rotten guts
[00:25.40] Unheard pleas in the air
[00:28.68] The wind is thick with the breath of the sick
[00:31.86] And the damaged beyond repair
[00:35.38] All at once a choir will pounce
[00:39.34] Out of the mire and the squeal
[00:42.58] With voices cracked and words that attack
[00:46.72] All sense and reason
[00:49.55] Damn your comfort - we're the strumpets
[00:52.86] The drunkards who burned down Rome
[00:56.51] We're the hell spawn that bid you welcome
[00:59.55] The jungle is our home
[01:03.95] Damn your comfort - we're the strumpets
[01:06.84] The drunkards who burned down Rome
[01:10.68] In this squalor, we'll make you holler
[01:13.75] The jungle is my home!
[01:24.29] Claw marks on the sodden ground
[01:28.12] Bullet holes in the sky
[01:31.34] With the rain comes a dead refrain
[01:34.88] One word in a slow whisper, "Why?"
[01:38.55] All at once a choir will pounce
[01:41.83] Out of the mire and the squeal
[01:45.13] With voices cracked and words that attack
[01:49.68] All sense and reason
[01:52.55] Damn your comfort - we're the strumpets
[01:55.75] The drunkards who burned down Rome
[01:59.57] We're the hell spawn that bid you welcome
[02:02.62] The jungle is our home
[02:06.01] God! Damn your comfort - we're the strumpets
[02:09.91] The drunkards who burned down Rome
[02:13.24] In this squalor, we'll make you holler
[02:16.67] The jungle is my home!
[02:20.32]
[00:11.35] The cobwebs and the dreams
[00:15.04] Wade ashore through shallows of gore
[00:18.11] Where all is as bad as it seems
[00:20.95] Through vines that hang like rotten guts
[00:25.40] Unheard pleas in the air
[00:28.68] The wind is thick with the breath of the sick
[00:31.86] And the damaged beyond repair
[00:35.38] All at once a choir will pounce
[00:39.34] Out of the mire and the squeal
[00:42.58] With voices cracked and words that attack
[00:46.72] All sense and reason
[00:49.55] Damn your comfort - we're the strumpets
[00:52.86] The drunkards who burned down Rome
[00:56.51] We're the hell spawn that bid you welcome
[00:59.55] The jungle is our home
[01:03.95] Damn your comfort - we're the strumpets
[01:06.84] The drunkards who burned down Rome
[01:10.68] In this squalor, we'll make you holler
[01:13.75] The jungle is my home!
[01:24.29] Claw marks on the sodden ground
[01:28.12] Bullet holes in the sky
[01:31.34] With the rain comes a dead refrain
[01:34.88] One word in a slow whisper, "Why?"
[01:38.55] All at once a choir will pounce
[01:41.83] Out of the mire and the squeal
[01:45.13] With voices cracked and words that attack
[01:49.68] All sense and reason
[01:52.55] Damn your comfort - we're the strumpets
[01:55.75] The drunkards who burned down Rome
[01:59.57] We're the hell spawn that bid you welcome
[02:02.62] The jungle is our home
[02:06.01] God! Damn your comfort - we're the strumpets
[02:09.91] The drunkards who burned down Rome
[02:13.24] In this squalor, we'll make you holler
[02:16.67] The jungle is my home!
[02:20.32]