Nothing means anything anymore
So why should we even try
If they can't tell you what it's all for
Then just stop asking why
No more heroes
And no more fools
Dying for them went out of style
Now we live by our own rules
When their ideals fall to the floor
Don't pick them up again
The things they told you meant so much more
Have turned to dust in the end
So keep your titles, keep your medals
Keep your f*cking guns
You may think our lives are cheap
But we only get the one
No more heroes
And no more fools
Dying for them went out of style
Now we live by our own rules
Standards were made to slip
The bar keeps getting lower
A downward spiraling trip
Spinning off to nowhere
So keep your bullets, keep your bullshit
Keep your f*cking guns
You may think our lives are cheap
But we only get one
No more heroes
And no more fools
Dying for them went out of style
Now we live by our own rules
The Whole Sick Croo - No More Heroes (No More Fools) Lyrics
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Nothing means anything anymore
So why should we even try
If they can't tell you what it's all for
Then just stop asking why
No more heroes
And no more fools
Dying for them went out of style
Now we live by our own rules
When their ideals fall to the floor
Don't pick them up again
The things they told you meant so much more
Have turned to dust in the end
So keep your titles, keep your medals
Keep your f*cking guns
You may think our lives are cheap
But we only get the one
No more heroes
And no more fools
Dying for them went out of style
Now we live by our own rules
Standards were made to slip
The bar keeps getting lower
A downward spiraling trip
Spinning off to nowhere
So keep your bullets, keep your bullshit
Keep your f*cking guns
You may think our lives are cheap
But we only get one
No more heroes
And no more fools
Dying for them went out of style
Now we live by our own rules
So why should we even try
If they can't tell you what it's all for
Then just stop asking why
No more heroes
And no more fools
Dying for them went out of style
Now we live by our own rules
When their ideals fall to the floor
Don't pick them up again
The things they told you meant so much more
Have turned to dust in the end
So keep your titles, keep your medals
Keep your f*cking guns
You may think our lives are cheap
But we only get the one
No more heroes
And no more fools
Dying for them went out of style
Now we live by our own rules
Standards were made to slip
The bar keeps getting lower
A downward spiraling trip
Spinning off to nowhere
So keep your bullets, keep your bullshit
Keep your f*cking guns
You may think our lives are cheap
But we only get one
No more heroes
And no more fools
Dying for them went out of style
Now we live by our own rules
Writer: Philthy Sickk
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid