House Of Heroes Buckets For Bullet Wounds Lyrics

Buckets For Bullet Wounds Lyrics

Shut up if you want to get paid.

What's your option?

Cold corruption or starvation

Buckets for bullet wounds

There are no doctors, only victims, only butchers



Find a place to put your hope in

See how they open up the gates

for those who push them over

The cold composure

I'm not afraid to die tonight, I'm not afraid to



Here's a joke you might not laugh at:

All the poorest work the hardest for the smallest

Do what you got to do

There are no handshakes

only  handguns only earthquakes

Buckets for bullet wounds

There are no churches only prisons only senators



The wolf that comes to many homes these days

Just had pups in my kitchen

I sold them, and here is the money