Eggs Lyrics

These tired hands are growing bored
And they can see the end is near
They are covered in lies again
More than they can disappear
Wanna take off this glove
Put another one on and run
But I wouldn't get far, I know
I've already begun
You are my home
Put the gun down
I'm laughing now
At the tragedy
In front of me
So you call me blind
So maybe they'll come for us

No eggs at the house at night
Turn all the music off
When I fuck you we won't fight
You are my home
Put the gun down
I'm laughing now
At the tragedy
In front of me
So you call me blind
Just when our guard is down
We're taking the easiest road heading for hell
There's a hell of a party there
You'll love heaven by yourself
You are my home
Put the gun down
I'm laughing now
At the tragedy
In front of me
So you call me blind
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Lyrics submitted by Reuben.