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Buck

Show Me the Body
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Bugs always eat at my home I get done with these slugs and they come for my dome Easy to sleep in the cold I get ready for time to come take its toll Highway taking me home To tell everyone in my life I've ever known Looking back, I turn to stone A looking glass fondly knows salt and bones 'Cause I'm coming up fast Guess I'm showing up last Asphalt coming up ash That'll get you slashed Box cutter in both socks is snatched Buck fifty your ass No love in the heart of the city, I laugh Temperament like a car crash Singing that's smoke, no smoke, that's gas Future becomes the past Don't need to be But they like it like that and it shows Hoping when we get together, can't keep it composed See there's a new breed of foe Seeped in the bullshit, hates and sees that you sow Steel on my fingers, steel on my toes Meet metal and steel, go inferno Steel on my fingers and steel on my toes Road ain't my friend, but it feels like home Coming up fast Asphalt coming up ash Think that I'm coming up last That'll get you slashed Box cutter in both socks is snatched Buck fifty your ass No love in the heart of the city, I laugh Temperament like a car crash Singing that's smoke, no smoke, that's gas Future becomes the past Don't need to be But they like it like that Future becomes the past Don't need to be But they like it like that Future becomes the past Don't need to be But they like it like that They like it like that