Buckets For Bullet Wounds Lyrics - Singles - House Of Heroes

Shut up if you wanna get paid 

What's your option? 

Cold corruption or starvation 

Buckets for bullet wounds 

There are no doctors, only victims, only butchers 

Find a place to put your hope in 

See how they open up the gates 

For those who push them over 

The cold composure 

I'm not afraid to die tonight, I'm not afraid to 

Here's a joke you might not laugh at 

All the poorest work the hardest for the smallest 

Do what you got to do 

There are no handshakes, only handguns, only earthquakes 

Buckets for bullet wounds 

There are no churches, only prisons, only senators 

Find a place to put your hope in 

See how they open up the gates 

For those who push them over 

The cold composure 

I'm not afraid to die tonight, I'm not afraid to 

Composure 

Composure 

Composure 

The wolf that comes to many homes these days 

Just had pups in my kitchen 

I sold them, here is the money 

Oh yeah, yeah, oh yeah