Lamb of God Buckeye Letras:
Turn on all the lights and punch them out. All
four burners going, pile it on fire. Metal sparks
in the nuclear box. Fist through a window pane and
our broken coffee cups litter the kitchen floor.
Smoke rolling across the ceiling suck down the
bride's champagne and swallow a few more sleepy
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ones. Pass the bottle to none and swing from the
gate. Speak in the name of suffering as loud as it
gets. Knuckled holes in everything spittle and
love fling into a crying eye that runs away. A
dead dog in the street nothing brings a slain king
back. You'll never know the bittersweet smell of
leaving this world of your own volition. So jacked
up.
Letras: Buckeye Lamb of God [final]