In the land of milk and honey Turned to vinegar and piss Give me the fucking button I'll turn this world to glass
I'm fucking tired of it
Hostages 312 Chicago, Illinois This is our city Set it off Eat the fucking gun
The more I want it to stop The more it turns to shit The more I beg and plead Shows me god doesn't exist
On this fucking rock Spinning towards the end I'm tilting the bottle To the very end
Gun them all down Til' the daylight Gun them all down ‘Til the sunrise
In the land of milk and honey Turned to vinegar and piss
This is what the bottom looks like I couldn't tell I haven't fucking felt anything else
I'm tired of the same old bullshit Crack it back and make that wig split Talk and talk let's make that neck slit Don't give a fuck ‘cuz I'm jumpin' off the fifth
I will lay here On my death bed Cock it fucking back ‘Til you're all dead
Punk bitch
‘Til you're all dead I won't sleep at night ‘Til you're all dead I won't sleep at night ‘Til you're all dead I won't sleep at night ‘TIL you're all dead
I see everything around me The walls are closing and I'm afraid to peak my head out To fucking see what's next Just send me home Send me home in a fucking body bag
This plagued earth filled to the brim with shit Stop the spin of the axis and let it fucking swim
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