Children of Bodom - Horns lyrics

[Children of Bodom - Horns lyrics]

Bloodshot eyes and a dead beat stance
Shit for brains i'm a game of chance
One cut two cut counting scars
Three cut horns up behind the bars

I'm not your patron saint
I'm not your patron saint
Horns up or down horns up i am your warpaint
You're not my angel dear
You're not my angel dear
Let's make it crystal clear
Horns up i am your worst fear

It's not the cough that carries me off
It's the motherfuckin coffin they
Carry me off in

It's not the cough that carries me off
It's the coffin they carry you off in

I'm not your patron saint
I'm not your patron saint
Horns up or down horns up i am your warpaint
You're not my angel dear
You're not my angel dear
Let's make it crystal clear
Horns up i am your worst fear

One shot ten shot just in case
'S what it takes to get you out of my face
If i wake up strapped up in my bed
You can slit my wrists i'd rather be dead

I'm not your patron saint
I'm not your patron saint
Horns up or down horns up i am your warpaint
You're not my angel dear
You're not my angel dear
Let's make it crystal clear
Horns up i am your worst fear

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