Текст песни Six Gun Salute

Trading your years for obedience Haven't seen the Sun For days on fucking end My eyes they drip tomorrows lies My skin helps me with fornication Staring dead on jagged rocks That fill my glass with jagged ice Cancer rider comin' through Full on clemency Another day to be..all you can fuckin' be Any days a good day to fuckin' die Full blown tragedy of life Singularity of an embalmbed embrace