But I'm sure I'll go down inside, yeah
Grunt fuck, grin fuck, push her in the snow fuck
Some cold nights the wind pipe's covered in dope
In the city of Molotov, in the province of gun
On the feet of a bastard
Lay down in this latrine in nailbomb
Me, me, me, grief, grief, grief, beat the heat
I chew the thorn when midnight gets too long
Sometimes I get pissed when my
I pray it be covered in a rope, in a rope, in a rope, in a rope
In a whole off the highway, in the land of two suns
Sometimes I get pissed when my blow goes like
Some cold nights the wind pipe's covered in dope
Me, me, me, grief, grief, grief, beat the heat
But I'm sure I'll go down inside, yeah
On the feet of a dragon
I chew the thorn when midnight gets too long
I pray it be covered in a rope
Alone in the sun for sticking in too long
On the feet of a dragon
On the feet of a bastard
A quickie in the snow
In a whole off the highway, in the land of two suns
I chew the thorn when midnight gets too long
