Butcher - Born Gold



     
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Butcher Lyrics


Blood loop beautiful
I was walking down the hall
While the energy is it just
An excuse for the enemy
Butcher, ram it down your throat
Butcher, wish it had a meaning
Late call, hit for six
Walk, stroll in the park
Bored shitless
My mind is on the couch
My mind is all I talk about
Butcher, ram it down your throat
Butcher, wish it had a meaning
Butcher, ram it down your throat
Butcher, wish it had a meaning
I've woken up again
I've burnt the toast again

I don't need lies again
You're such a selfish motherfucker!!!
Butcher, ram it down your throat
Butcher, wish it had a meaning
Butcher, ram it down your throat
Butcher, wish it had a meaning
itting in the pigpen
Staring at the ground
Living in the pigpen

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Born Gold is the high-energy, beat-driven songwriting project of Canadian pop experimentalist Cecil Frena. Caught in an unusual dialogue between future-leaning electronic music, harsh noise and mainstream pop, Born Gold conjures stuttering, blown-out and chopped guitar peals, erratic, bubbling synth arpeggios, sparkling drum machine peals and bursts of meticulously processed digital noise. Oh, and hooks, hooks, hooks.

Read more about Born Gold on Last.fm.


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