Put the bullet in the barrell
take the safety off
keep shootin' at the devil in the moonlight
put it all on black till your luck comes back
we're all waitin' for the end
what kind of finish will he send
these hands made of splinters
keep knockin' back the whiskey sours
what kind of finish will he send
these hands made of splinters
keep knockin' back the whiskey sours
I've got
a few more days to go and
I've got
another crust of bread
somewhere holed up waiting in this is this
whats left of the house
fill the lamp up with kerosene and toss the rest in the hall
just coat the walls
and strike the cigarette
when you hear them coming
we'll pray for them and stay with them t
ill the poor little bastards die hand in hand
we'll never forget them when they're gone
so keep the girls inside
of the little church
with their bruised knees
on the pews
We're all waiting for the end
What kind of finish will he send
we're all waiting for the end
what kind of finish will he send
I'll never be the same, breaking decency
Don't be tree trunk, don't fall on my living roots
I've been humming too many words
Got a weak self esteem
That's been stomped away from every single dream
But it's something else, that brought us feaze
Keep it all inside, until we feel we can't unleash
I think that you made it up
I think that your mind is gone
I think you shouldn't glorified - Now your wrong!
Suck (12x)
They **** with my head
Suck (10x)
Suck it...*****!!!
You and me are here alone
Face flat along the edge of the glass
But I'm not here to preach, I'm just sick of thugs
My parents made me strong to look up that glass
So why should I try, act like I'm a little pissed off
With all that shit that needs to stay back in the shell
Your **** ass made it up
Ah, your ****ing mind was gone
Should've never glorified - Now your right!
Suck (12x)
They **** with my head
Suck (10x)
Suck it...*****!!!
Because you don't know me, shut up you don't know me
Squeal like a pig when you big ****in', big ****in'
Aappee!!!
Well I'll tell you about my smoke stack
What's coming back jack we'll turn back
Curse for in their words, Tell them that you ****ing heard
I mean, they know that's what's coming, nigga
I thinking 'bout something naughty, and won't tell anybody
So thinking of me by now but you go grab it
I'd like to think, for who I down this shit, I belong where they be
'Cause we can not get back those lives
We exist to cease - understand
God hates blacks shades and all the players
Mr. P.I.G. cause I ****in' see
Sure already done crushed, all of my brothers dignity
And to the jury, can't be no turns on my skin looks colored
Does that mean I'm burnt?
'Cause your **** ass made it up,
Your ****in' mind was gone
Should've never glorified - Wrong!
Suck! (12x)
They **** with my head
Suck! (10x)
Suck you *****!
Bye!
The ocean floor is hidden
From your viewing lens
A depth perception
Languished in the night
All my life,I’ve been
Sowing the wounds
But the seeds sprout
A lachrymal cloud
Nino preparate
Que vas sufrir
Nino preparate
Salte veneno
Nino preparate
Salte de aqui
Nino preparate
Labios temblando
Nino preparate
Salte veneno
Nino preparate
Salte de aqui
Nino preparate
Brincan los cuerpos
Vas a sufrir
My nails peel back
When the taxidermist ruined
Goose stepped the freckling impatience
All the brittle tombs
Five hundred little q’s
I’m splitting hairs to
Match the faces
All night long I’ll hunt for you
Let me show you what I mean
Sangre
Sonando
De rabia naci
Now this train don’t lie
An abortion that survived
A lineage of
Bastard mastacation
All the severed proof
Talons scratch my suite
These are the feathers
That replace them
All night I’ll hunt for you
Let me show you what I mean
Sangre
Sonando
De rabia nací
Who do you trust
Will they feed us the womb
Chrome the fetal mirage
Will they feed us the womb
I found the remnants
Of a crescent fang
It cleaned my wing
Down to the bone
Umbilical syllables
Left to decode
There was no cradle
I can taste it
Come on now
All night I’ll hunt for you
Let me show you what I mean
Sangre
Sonando
De rabia naci
Who do you trust
Will they feed us the womb
Chrome the fetal mirage
Will they feed us the womb
Bring me this plague
She took a drink
Those nicotine stains
On his every word
My scavenger quilt
Will only hide the truth
Bring me
Bring me this plague
I count the days to find
What was left behind
Only these names I clutch
Will lead me to my home
Somehow this river marks
A wrinkle hand in mine
And everyday that parts
The water into two
Mothers and feathers start
To drown the living proof
I can’t remember these lakes of blood
Wrapped in a blanket
There sweats a cut
Who do you trust
Will they feed us the womb
Chrome the fetal mirage
Will they feed us the womb