Beaten Back To Pure - The Last Refuge Of The Sons Of Bitches lyrics
Tracks 01. The Last Refuge Of The Sons Of Bitches
02. Wheels Coming Off 03. Syphilis 04. Shards Of Mason Jars 05. Paleface 06. 866 Days 08. Double Barrel Blasphemy 01. The Last Refuge Of The Sons Of Bitches
Reach out my hands
Feel my cold pulse I bit more than I could chew this time Sinking slowly down to china Wish you could help but your hands were tied. I'm fucked again Fuck me again, this time more slowly I don't ever get to cum Bleed me freedom, I don't want it Staring at a glass of jagged rocks Shellshocked vision, time spent poorly Raining chum on my parade X2 Mother fortune going down for the rent My end time message, my time has been well spent X2 Mother fortune Bleed me freedom Staring at my glass of jagged rocks and jagged ice Oh no, oh no, I'm fucked again, goddamn To thine ownself be true And you can find me Underneath the bottom of your hopes and dreams Leave me here I can find my way Choosers can't be beggars too 02. Wheels Coming Off
Eyes are burning
Motherfucking mouth is drier Goddamn wheels are turning Medication kicking in now I know that I'll live on Head spinning round and round Get down, face down Watch my hands shake when I'm speaking Everyone knows I'm drinking again Wheels on the wagon coming loose Looking at the bright side It aint' nothing new retard, well hung jury I speak the truth Goddamn, wheels coming off again Driving off a bridge screaming and numb Reaching my peak in time Pour on the holocaust Come on fools I swear, I failed, I swear Incoming I swear, lord I failed Wheels coming off one more time 03. Syphilis
Shell of a man twisted
Let's go 3rd stage graveyard fodder Blinded to the light of day Life's lesions kindred spirits sore Ascent to sod Please don't keep me wasting On a bedpost masturbating Cunt taste burns my skin It spreads to Jesus' eyes Grim baptism in my precum Seething is believing Heart aches and my cock is numb Owe this shit to the hootch, blinded Better days lay beyond this filth My life sucks a sin soaked truth Leave behind but my hands are fuckin tied Choking up grog and lung Pain on end X2 Insane at death is the best that I can hope for 04. Shards Of Mason Jars
Afterlife bedpartners
Soulmates grasping for straws Tomorrow's a better day, waste of slurring season Too much time remains Your god has left me here to die Oh lord unsatisfied Am I coming on to fucking strong? Then I'll put your body in a dumpster Choke on my tongue If you want me too I don't need this Aand i don't need you You fuck me Feed me to the sharks It all works out better in the end anyway See me falling And you won't catch me You know I feel it X2 Don't forget who you're talking to Mainline Marlboros The truth comes seething through I know where I belong and it's not with you 05. Paleface
Cut off my air
Chasing my living will No matter where I fail I lay down like my beaten dog Cut off my hands Chasing my living hell Another day has come and shed Ignore the best that I had I can help you Savannah bound and downtown forgiving me Reach in my vest and unload clemency Good of the many outweighs the few Time falls like sand I believe the world could do without Another goddamn set of helping hands Breathe like me and go without It's culling season Time for me to make my stand Choking on the ebb of whiskey tide X3 Spitting bile upon myself Day in day out and unsatisfied Ignoring all the good that's left in me Open my arms to all disease Ripping my lids to avoid the hated sleep The pictures that I saw of you I like them 06. 866 Days
New virtue everyday becomes
Kicking the old dog you cant Teach new shit anyway It's all same Running with the wolves Hunted by the prey Playing with shells A shredded shame God help us all Falling from grace Beaten back to pure At the end of mating We saw the mess we had made Had to check ourselves for it's origin Now fade away Give blood please 2 fingers inside Godless and all wound My sinking ship is coming in It don't mean shit at the end of the day I put my head down and slowly walk away It's all over but the dying In my bed we were not to be forgranted Like the stinging rain which pelts my shell Only to remind us all We live on borrowed time I know what I did And exactly who I fucked been forced to eat crow Goddamn I ate enough I'm tired of walking with my head down the other way My dreams and life again in shambles Here's half the rent/half the lights/and half the phone I know I owe you more after 866 days 08. Double Barrel Blasphemy
Eyes toward the sun
I can hear them mocking me When I'm on my feet they run I live to hear their screams Fields and fields of swollen deer Harvest of wretchedness Eyes bulged, grinning ear to ear Bodies on bodies..... Culling down the herd Well it's freedom for the land I know you hang on my every word Don't understand My inhumanity towards other man Hunting seasons greeting my friend Come out fields of carnage baby From my rooftop tree stand I wait for sand to drink their blood But it doesn't come Shake it off man Hooves turn to feet How do i know the tongues they speak What does it mean, what have I done What I have I done No sand to drink their blood It rolls down concrete Life's a bitch baby, 18 lay dead on the street From my rooftop tree stand Disillusioned I won't say all that It was easier to choke down When I believed You were covered in fleas I apologize for showing you that side of me Nothing and no one can take it away Force fed from a hot lead feedbag Tattooed teardrops stain my cheeks...and losing teeth |