Текст песни Buckeye

Turn on all the lights and punch them out. All four burners going, pile it on
Fire. Metal sparks in the nuclear box. Fist through a window pane and our
Broken coffee cups litter the kitchen floor. Smoke rolling across the
Ceiling suck down the bride's champagne and swallow a few more sleepy ones.
Pass the bottle to none and swing from the gate. Speak in the name ofLamb - Buckeye - http://ru.motolyrics.com/lamb/buckeye-lyrics.html
Suffering as loud as it gets. Knuckled holes in everything spittle and love
Fling into a crying eye that runs away. A dead dog in the street nothing
Brings a slain king back. You'll never know the bittersweet smell of leaving
This world of your own volition. So jacked up.