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Whitechapel Nights

from Whitechapel Nights by Booze Radly

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It was a quiet night
East London 1888
I crossed the London bridge
Where we would stay up late

And then she heard it
A shattering window pane
She prayed that it wasn’t real
She prayed she had gone insane

It was already too late
As her heart skipped and raced
And he stood there in the dark
With no expression on his face

He fucking tore her apart
From her hips up to her heart
Making sure no one would ever know
Exactly who they were

Whitechapel Nights
As a darkness fell on London
Busy lives and hollow dreams
Don’t mean a goddamn thing to me

Who can you trust
When you are all alone now
And your feelings deep inside you
Your heart it is a ghost town

No, I don’t give a shit
God can save the Queen
I’ve already left here

So drink, drink til you can’t see
So you can believe
That you really love him

credits

from Whitechapel Nights, released January 31, 2014
Alex Manescu: Guitar, Lead Vocals

Pete Sovia: Drums, Backing Vocals

Vince Dejesus: Guitar

Dylan Molloy: Bass, Backing Vocals

Recorded at Studio G, Temple University

Mixed and Mastered by Vince Dejesus

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