Song | The Gnashing |
Artist | Baroness |
Album | Blue Record |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
All of your fears are well founded and true | |
All my hands are callous and cruel | |
All of my arrows that riddle you through | |
Are bullets that fire me back into you | |
All of the rivers are boiling with thirst | |
All my hands are covered with earth | |
All of my children that gnash with their teeth | |
Are paperback novels and dogs scratching fleas |