Lyrics Milk Drinkers - God Alone

Milk Drinkers - God Alone
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Milk Drinkers, artist - God Alone. Album song Bent Shoulders, in the genre Иностранный рок
Date of issue: 19.07.2018
Record label: Rise
Song language: English

Milk Drinkers

You’re not them
You’re no ragtag punk gang of ladies outside of west Memphis
The milk drinkers are soft you see
Like uhh some kind of bullshit pillow assault
Salt stains, sleeveless shirts
A timeline, I refuse
I refuse to offer a timeline
Because they keep coming
And they keep drinking
And from there you’re in Arkansas
Laughing and sneering towards Texas
With sights set on the livestock
With white crust in the corners of your mouth
Detroit-made truck with a confederate flag
Meat for breakfast, meat for lunch, meat for dinner
Some kind of cowboy, some kind of son
Regards — aloof
Nothing upheld or maintained
Meat for breakfast, meat for lunch, meat for dinner
And you made it to Nevada
Where you rob the land
With sights set on the livestock
With white crust in the corners of your filthy mouth
They keep coming and they keep drinking

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