BUCKSHOT (IRL)

Hallow'd Ground
Ha-Ha-Ha-Hauntaholics, Real Haunted Mound I walk on hallowed ground, with that cutter on me, don't play around I'll skim your credit card and empty out your whole account I'll raid your medicine cabinet if I'm in your house Overamped in the Butcher House, partying with the Haunted Mound I walk on hallowed ground, with that cutter on me, don't play around I'm stealing catalytic converters from the impound Fuck a front door knocking, breaking down your door, coming in your house I'm poisoning the water well and killin' off the whole town Hollowed ground, hollowed be thy name Laid to rest in a shallow grave Cold case, wipe my DNA Now I'm ballin' out, life insurancе claim What I'm off is neurotoxic Point of return, too far beyond it Empty blank еyes, unresponsive All I hear is incoherent talkin' Blood from a goat if you want a feature Delirious off the drugs like I had a fever Pills and alcohol, 'boutta have a seizure Sleepin' under old prehistoric structure I got Benzedrex and lemon juice Ritalin, Vyvanse, and Concerta Overamped and I'm getting anxious Letras de cancionesFootsteps, footsteps, did you hear that? In an RV at the truck stop Mix Sudafed and red phosphorus I ain't sleepin', I'm speeding Eyes won't close, starin' at the ceiling Forgive us for our trespasses This hallowed ground, we trespassin' Stone circles in an ancient castle Maypole midsummer dancing I walk on hallowed ground, with that cutter on me, don't play around I'll skim your credit card and empty out your whole account I'll raid your medicine cabinet if I'm in your house Overamped in the Butcher House, partying with the Haunted Mound I walk on hallowed ground, with that cutter on me, don't play around (Yeah) I'm stealing catalytic converters from the impound (Ah) Fuck a front door knocking, breaking down your door, coming in your house (Yeah) I'm poisoning the water well and killin' off the whole town I'm a rider, I'm a haunter, I'm a long way from home And if you don't like me, then leave me alone I'll eat when I'm hungry and I'll drink when I'm dry And if living don't kill me I'll live 'til I die Haunted Mound, run in your house, I'm blowin' off my sawed-off Cutter knife straight through your spine, I watch your eyes go hollow Hollowed world still burnin' down no fuck to give for sorrow Goin' dumb forevermore, we're 'Merica's most haunted Haunted Mound 'til I'm in the ground Stay in the Butcher House, we don't come around Apparitions with hollow rounds and hollow souls and haunted crowns Ain't no grave can hold me down We'll put your soul in hallowed ground Skinwalker runnin' in your house Better run when you hear that sound I walk on hallowed ground, with that cutter on me, don't play around I'll skim your credit card and empty out your whole account I'll raid your medicine cabinet if I'm in your house Overamped in the Butcher House, partying with the Haunted Mound I walk on hallowed ground, with that cutter on me, don't play around I'm stealing catalytic converters from the impound Fuck a front door knocking, breaking down your door, coming in your house I'm poisoning the water well and killin' off the whole town Haunted Mound From Letras Mania