The Cult War Pony Destroyer song lyrics

from the cradle to the grave i threw my life away

and the gunshots that i heard are just gears against the word

war pony destroyer war pony destroyer destroyer destroyer

be my vicious leather jacket

and my eyes ripped and torn like i'd never been born people

the endless crawl and the endless dance

the powder the city rip back your tired lies

you rip off your disguise

will i be will i be well

spit it up spit it up spit it up

spit it up spit it up spit it up

get the paper take the band

and break him down break his hands

take his eyes steal his words

fill his mouth with butter put candy in his ears

and you bleed

our sacred garden stripped

i rise above the rest

i fade into the test

when i be when i be when i be your

high and dry ahead of me and he don't got the head of me

and you are not ahead of me and he don't got the head of me

i am not the enemy we are not the enemy

and you are not the enemy and we are not the enemy