Kerosene from Razorback by Zoey The White Lioness

Tried to make me eat concrete
Soak me in kerosene

You got a lot of nerve
Coming after me

Digging people’s graves
Making a list of names

It’s time someone
Called you out for your schemes

You can’t scare me
Little hateful soul

Is your pitchfork
sharp enough

Tell me is
the gallow high

Cause soon you’ll
Hang from it

As the crows
Peck out your eyes

Is your pitchfork
sharp enough

Tell me is
the gallow high

Cause soon you’ll
Hang from it

As the crows
Peck out your eyes

You got a lot of nerve
With that kerosene

Why you got a cause trouble
And be so mean

You clearly are not
Happy with yourself

You don’t get off
That evil ride

You’re headed straight
For hell

You got a lot of nerve
With that kerosene

Why you got a cause trouble
And be so mean

You really are not
Happy with yourself

You keep
On that devil’s ride

You’re headed straight
For hell

Tried to make me eat concrete
Soak me in kerosene

You got a lot of nerve
Coming after me

Digging people’s graves
Making a list of names

It’s time someone
Called you out for your schemes

You can’t scare me
Little hateful soul

Is your pitchfork
sharp enough

Tell me is
the gallow high

Cause soon you’ll
Hang from it

As the crows
Peck out your eyes

Is your pitchfork
sharp enough

Tell me is
the gallow high

Cause soon you’ll
Hang from it

As the crows
Peck out your eyes

• Metal
• Rock
• hardcore
• hardcore punk
• Texas