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Murder by Death piosenki

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A Masters in Reverse Psychology

Put the bullet in the barrell Take the safety off Keep shootin' at the devil in the moonlight Put it all on black Till your luck comes back We're all waitin' for the end What kind of finish will he send These hands made of splinters Keep knockin' back...

A Second Opinion

What will you do? What will you do? Every fool gets a lucky chance or two I been waitin' for the cards to fall; To catch all your mistakes I been watchin' you to see you break I watched you grow I saw you fall again and again You'd cut your knees You'd start...

Brother

"Brother" Fourteen years have passed since that day Your stories are the same but the ends have all changed You carried on like you were some type of god Some things will never change We went home to see our folks We laughed and we told jokes It was l...

Comin' Home

By the light of the moon, I'm comin' home. Howlin' all the way, I'm comin' home. On my hands and knees, I'm comin' home. I know when I've been beat, yeah, I'm comin' home. By the skin of my teeth, I'm comin' home. By the sound of my feet, you'll kn...

End of the Line

All the kids have run inside, Grabbed a spot under the stairs They've barricaded all the windows And rigged the doorknobs shut with chairs What are they waiting for, they don't know They just keep their fingers crossed And maybe pray to Mary or Jesus Christ ca...

Go to the Light

A lonesome star in a bitter sky I hear the hungry ghosts calling out in the night Just a couple victims of this brutal reprise Am I strong enough to let things just die? I fight and I fight Just to keep the spark alive But if there's nothing on the othe...

Killbot 2000

a smell like cigarettes creeps softly through the vents the room is filling up with smoke and little bodies tell all the boys and girls from school to keep breaking all the rules to let their parents know they're individuals datura flakes off from your lips yo...

No oath no spell

An old crow spoke to me Busted leg limped down the street Said we're both tied to our own trees Cut me loose, cut me loose Saw the deer before it saw me It didn't change anything His glassy eyes showed me what's to come Cut me loose, spare me from this...

The big sheep

At the end of the road he calls everyone home And the fire will consume us Striking through to the bone At the end of the road you will soon hear him call As the congregations crumble and the chapels will fall And the taste on your tongue Well it comes...

The Desert is on Fire

I'll leave a trail of fire across this desert Just to see the desperation in your eyes I'll leave a trail of fire across this desert Just to see the desperation in your eyes you think you've suffered well you ain't seen shit yet the pain won't set in for...

The Devil in Mexico

Well I'll take two shots said the devil to the man and layed a little book on the bar well lord knows the devil he only talks shit and only drinks whiskey from the jar and his hands were raw and his eyes were cold and his breath was pure alcohol and the sound...

Three Men Hanging

Get on with it put off the fuss you chickenshit get on with it can't you see its time to quit I seen three men hangin' from a sycamore their bodies were stiff as a two by four and their heads were tilted down towards the ground and it ain't been long since th...

Until Morale Improves, the Beatings will continue

walked the road from Tucson to San Antonio with the smell of blood on my breath. Ninety days of sweat and dirt feels like one night when you've got nothin left. Till there's nothin left to do but die. Buckshot is my bread and I'll drink whiskey instead of wat...