Byzantine Lyrics

Byzantine Lyrics

"Hatfield Lyrics"

C.U.S.T. Lyrics
written by Ugly Kid Joe I'm Frank Sinatra in a rock 'n roll band I'm a hevayweight demon with a heav

Help I've been detained
By these mountains that so poorly raised me
Burned out huffing gasoline
The redneck that I'm supposed to be
Fuck that I'm stronger than my history
The pride is instilled in me
In
High Rise Lyrics
I'll save this for late night A cup of coffee and a long walk through the park Down from this rooftop
pesticide I hide
These West Virginia hills can't sedate me

Kill your family tree, this soil is diseased

My will is broken
The black lungs have swallowed me
Viva Villa! Long live the picket line in me <
Transvestite Lyrics
My mom, she's not a woman anymore, She dresses like, dresses like, dresses like a man (dresses like a man),
R> You want a war you've got one
You want a state with poverty
Remember 1882 because there is no excuse

Excuses are just tools of incompetence
Used to build monuments of nothingness
And those who specialized
Absynthe Lyrics
To gather the rusty coffin nails And follow the trail of the zodiac To search the pearls and the lotus in the uses
Seldom achieve anything

Excuses are just tools of incompetence
Used to build monuments of nothingness
And those who specialized in the uses
Seldom achieve anything but excuses