Antietam Lyrics

My hell lives inside of a brick house
Windowless, full of noise that bleeds out
From the bullet hole in the sides of my f*cking head
You motherf*cks, I'm done
A curse on your f*cking head
Your blood on my hands
Years of self-sacrifice
Years of cleaning up your mess
f*cking ungrateful
Every f*cking sub-group from cardigans to leather vests
You're all f*cking shit and I'm f*cking buried in it All I have left is short of the grave
I am penniless and f*cked up
Empty, half of my f*cking will sucked out
You're all shit and I'm f*cking buried
I hate!
From cardigans to leather vests, you're all shit
Heart hard as stone, black as crow
I reject them
All I have left is my balls and my word

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