The Company, The Comfort, The Grave

Walk backwards.
Say goodbye to what's right.
Understanding what makes this, what makes us, what makes us right.
God save this gun slinging generation.
"Tell God i will return in the morning."
This Christ you preach, i know, but who are you?
Your hands are tied to blind men, whose hands are tied to blind men.
Figure eights.
This pistol is my ministry.



Credits
Writer(s): Joshua Scogin, Joshua Beiser, Jeffrey Carter, Jorge Medina, Jonathan Harbin
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