ROT Lyrics

In the land of milk and honey

Turned to vinegar and piss

Give me the fucking button

I'll turn this world to glass

I'm fucking tired of it

Hostages 312

Chicago, Illinois

This is our city

Set it off

Eat the fucking gun

The more I want it to stop

The more it turns to shit

The more I beg and plead

Shows me god doesn't exist

On this fucking rock

Spinning towards the end

I'm tilting the bottle

To the very end

Gun them all down

Til' the daylight

Gun them all down

'Til the sunrise

In the land of milk and honey

Turned to vinegar and piss

This is what the bottom looks like

I couldn't tell

I haven't fucking felt anything else

I'm tired of the same old bullshit

Crack it back and make that wig split

Talk and talk let's make that neck slit

Don't give a fuck 'cuz I'm jumpin' off the fifth

I will lay here

On my death bed

Cock it fucking back

'Til you're all dead

Punk bitch

'Til you're all dead

I won't sleep at night

'Til you're all dead

I won't sleep at night

'Til you're all dead

I won't sleep at night

'TIL you're all dead

I see everything around me

The walls are closing and I'm afraid to peak my head out

To fucking see what's next

Just send me home

Send me home in a fucking body bag

This plagued earth filled to the brim with shit

Stop the spin of the axis and let it fucking swim

No loss

No love

No home

No more