Tyler Bradley - Cemetery Blood Chug

We some fuckups
Fucked up at the cemetery blood chug
Blood chugging until I don't know what's what
Anybody laying six feet deep tonight we finna come up
We some fuckups
Fucked up at the cemetery blood chug
Blood chugging until I don't know what's what
Anybody laying six feet deep tonight we finna come up
Every

Catch me chillin' in the back I'm sittin' sippin' coochie blood
Rockin' all this fresh flesh you could guess that I'm moving up
Music getting louder so more bodies raising through the mud
Shenanigans with rowdy punk ass demons you can't do too much
Feeling more alive than ever it's funny we been dead
We tryna catch a buzz we sippin' cum & eatin' insects
I'm feelin' good takin' shit I probably shouldn't ingest
Our limbs are rotting off but we couldn't give a shit less

We some fuckups
Fucked up at the cemetery blood chug
Blood chugging until I don't know what's what
Anybody laying six feet deep tonight we finna come up
We some fuckups
Fucked up at the cemetery blood chug
Blood chugging until I don't know what's what
Anybody laying six feet deep tonight we finna come up
Everybody got a needle, everybody got a belt
None of us are living people & we brought a piece of hell
Everybody got a needle, everybody got a belt
None of us are living people & we brought a piece of hell
We some fuckups
Fucked up at the cemetery blood chug
Blood chugging until I don't know what's what
Anybody laying six feet deep tonight we finna come up
We some fuckups
Fucked up at the cemetery blood chug
Blood chugging until I don't know what's what
Anybody laying six feet deep tonight we finna come up
Everybody got a needle, everybody got a belt
None of us are living people & we brought a piece of hell
Everybody got a needle, everybody got a belt
None of us are living people & we brought a piece of hell
Of hell

Got the homie in the corner with a bad bitch, she two years old
We just let the heroine take over & we lose control
Crushing up some bones, get some straws & take it through the nose
Fucked a bitch & her leg fell off 'cause I didn't do it slow
Zombie bitches in the mosh pit
Flesh is hanging, skin is rotted
Smelling like a bin of garbage
Mixed with musty bitches garments
Get lost in the freak show
Can't fathom how far we go
There ain't anywhere else that could get me feeling this bonito, oh

We some fuckups
Fucked up at the cemetery blood chug
Blood chugging until I don't know what's what
Anybody laying six feet deep tonight we finna come up
We some fuckups
Fucked up at the cemetery blood chug
Blood chugging until I don't know what's what
Anybody laying six feet deep tonight we finna come up
Everybody got a needle, everybody got a belt
None of us are living people & we brought a piece of hell
Everybody got a needle, everybody got a belt
None of us are living people & we brought a piece of hell
We some fuckups
Fucked up at the cemetery blood chug
Blood chugging until I don't know what's what
Anybody laying six feet deep tonight we finna come up
We some fuckups
Fucked up at the cemetery blood chug
Blood chugging until I don't know what's what
Anybody laying six feet deep tonight we finna come up
Everybody got a needle, everybody got a belt
None of us are living people & we brought a piece of hell
Everybody got a needle, everybody got a belt
None of us are living people & we brought a piece of hell,
Of hell

Written by:
Tyler Bradley, Tyler Sharbutt

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