Slave Beaver Revolt - The Second Coming

Watching from Afar

Bring back the buckshot
While the blood clots
We missed this splayed rot
With all our blindspots

Hack it off
At the bone
All these things
You've outgrown
Bury them
Under a stone
All those crimes
That make you moan

Split your lip on a boot
Let's go ahead and meet cute
Like a piece of rotting fruit
I'll feast 'til you're destitute

Watch from afar
Like a distant scar
From across the bar
And we'll choke as we are

Hack it off
At the bone
All these things
You've outgrown
Bury them
Under a stone
All those crimes
That make you moan

Watch from afar
Like a streetcar
On fire
Lit by the richest cigar

I feel queasy
Upside down
Thirty feet above
The swaying sea

Hack it off
At the bone
All these things
You've outgrown
Bury them
Under a stone
All those crimes

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Writer(s): Slave Beaver Revolt
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