Dead & Gone - American Television

To the people who dropped the guillotine

To the ones who take you to your knees

Where are they now?

Insults that cut you to the core

The ones that make you plead no more

Where are they now?

Take a look around, pry up the floorboards

Where your tears once fell, if these walls could talk

Just knock them down, leave them in the past

Nowhere to be found, they’re dead and gone

They’re dead and gone, moved on to better days

They’re focused on all the small things

Seen some wasted days, being a victim

Now they’ve got a taste

Now all the quiet ones, outspoken and free

And all the wicked ones are seated beneath me