Lyrics Most Firearms Are More Than Adequate in Killing an Undead Brain - Victorian Halls

Most Firearms Are More Than Adequate in Killing an Undead Brain

Use lead
Fill the air
We move without a care
I couldn’t make what I take so start believing
I can’t help but put bullets in all the things I love
I tried to run pulled a trigger on a cop car
We act like we got it all figured, all figured
I tried to run pulled a trigger on a cop car
I can’t help but put bullets in all the things I love
Took the first to brain
The second that I came
Great Satan’s here to save, start kneeling
Hallelujah to the brave start killing
I tried to run pulled a trigger on a cop car
We tried nice, played nice, we didn’t get very far
It’s a fake!
It’s a fake!
I can’t help but put bullets in all the things I love
I took the first to brain the second that I came
You fell asleep in my arms.
I said it’d be o.
k
Send your sister.
Send your brother.
Four Hail Mary’s, and an Our Father
I tried to run pulled a trigger on a cop car
We act like we got it all figured, all figured
I tried to run but I didn’t get far
I tried to run pulled a trigger on a cop car
I can’t help but put bullets in all the things I love
I can’t help but put bullets in all the things I love
Burn it down