Тексты песен «Gaza»

Cigarettes have killed millions. I wish I would have thought of that. What the f..ck smells like tooth loss in here? We've got lamb on the door waiting for the angel. Walking through blood knee high. I wish I would have...

They used you to clean up tears after a thrice show. Fucking belt buckles everywhere. Never digesting anything is a hell of a diet plan. Here come the suit-bitches. I watched them hollow out horses... Run. They gored me...

Let's cut our wrists and flop around like Rainbirds until we bleed out. In other news, the Dow Jones Industrial average is down 666 points on word that men are having sex with other men. That's right charles. Some are...

Jesus is tight but you'd probably find more happiness with a good plastic surgeon. I'm chewing on dog teeth and hospital fat bags. So maybe we should welcome it with open arms? And should you smell the burning and hear...

We support your cause. When you're not strong enough to make the right decisions. We support your god. When you're not smart enough to make the right decisions. You're still breathing through puke breath. You're still...

In the blood river of our final battle I found a dog with my legs and danced on bird skulls that popped to the rhythm sent from the death machine. You were the Pork Finder and you knew your job well. As bits of the...

I'll break your colt's legs. I'll snag and spill your deer on the fence. I'll find your tears. I will corral you into the cattle hammer. I will see you gnash your teeth and hear you gnaw at your tongue. I will stop your...

"Sluts f..ck better." she said to me. "So what's with this Scarlet Letter shit? There's no A on your chest. Dumber than a bag of Hatebreed fans. There isn't enough medicine in the world for my headache. But if you'd...

Because you wanted this. Because you pulled the kicking Legs from the insect. This aint your mother. You're gunna Find a god. Because you wanted this. Because you look to The sky. You fucking knew better. This aint your...

The sky was gray and you were a small child without bones In your arms. Now you're a man who died propped up Against a fence in the shadow of your favorite bible Story. Still without bones in your arms. A mourning...