The Taxpayers — Cold Hearted Town, Pt. 1 lyrics

Lyrics

Like some victimized Cinderella in a trash-lined kind of shoe.
Like some killjoy interruption, or a sizzled out fuse.
There is a man in a top hat treating a child like a pet,
while a woman with a gun walks by with blood on her dress.
You’d better not (don't think twice) forget to yell (don't look down).
You can’t make a constant nightmare go away without a sound.
This place (will bite back) and these frames (will fall down).
You’d better pray you get away from this
cold hearted town.