Hayley Williams True Believer

Tourists stumble down Broadway Cumberland keeps claiming bodies All our best memories were bought and then turned into apartments The club with all the hardcore shows now just a grayscale Domino's The churches overflow each Sunday, greedy Sunday morning Giftshop in the lobby Act like God ain't watching Kill the soul, turn a profit What lives on, Southern Gotham I'm the one who still loves your ghost I reanimate your bones with my belief I'm the one who still loves your ghost I reanimate your bones 'cause I'm a true believer They put up chain-link fences underneath the biggest bridges They pose in Christmas cards with guns as big as all the children They say that Jesus is the way but then they gave him a white face So that they don't have to pray to someone they deem lesser than them The South will not rise again 'Til it's paid for every sin Strange fruit, hard bargain Till the roots, Southern Gotham I'm the one who still loves your ghost I reanimate your bones with my belief I'm the one who still loves your ghost I reanimate your bones 'cause I'm a true believer I'm the one who still loves your ghost I reanimate your bones with my belief I'm the one who still loves your ghost (Ah-ah) I reanimate your bones 'cause I'm a true believer (Ah-ah-ah)