Coffin Caddies (The) - Black-white-red lyrics

Landscapes of shadows, Build in tints of eerie red Cops and hookers run this city Violent world, Violent Times Place where money buys you time My living hell Born in Sin City We bleed black, white and red We're in Sin City Silent whispers sadness Absorbed by walls of tainted blood Stories of these massacres Population Deadly, God has given up on us Try to stay alive Patches cover scars That happened just today Pills help an old mans beating heart To fight crime one more day Bow down to the cross Preachers wash away your sins So many sins