Make Them Suffer - Small Town Syndrome (OFFICIAL VISUALISER)

Make Them Suffer - "Small Town Syndrome" (OFFICIAL VISUALISER)
From brand new self-titled album out now via Greyscale Records & SharpTone Records

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Written and produced by Make Them Suffer
Engineered, mixed and mastered by Jeff Dunne Music

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Blew another gasket with two in the trunk, one in the back.
Fill another casket, go fuel at the pump and hit the gas.
Gotta get out, foot down and go go go.
Gotta get out, or it’s your funeral.
Gotta get out, get out just go go go.
This city talks, trust me,

Everybody knows.
Everybody knows you’re a mess.
(get up and go)
Everybody knows,
That you wear the blood on your hands,
That’s everybody.
Even your skeletons
Remember what you did.
It’s not your paranoia.
You’re in the city of the dead.

So take a look outside, the condition;
It’s small town syndrome
And big time lows.

You hardly knew them just avert your eyes.
Freeway exit closing, put your foot down and drive.
Gotta get out, foot down and go go go.
Gotta get out, or it’s your funeral.
Gotta get out, get out and go go go.
This city talks, and I know,

Everybody knows.
Everybody knows you’re a mess.
(get up and go)
Everybody knows,
That you wear the blood on your hands,
That’s everybody.
Even your skeletons
Remember what you did.
Bloodsucker.
Just strap yourself in motherfucker.

Now you’re approaching the skyline
And as your shoot through the sunrise

Just think;

You gave it all away to feel alone.