Sematary, Buckshot, Turnabout - BRETHREN lyrics

Hauntaholics, laughing all the way to hell
I came with my brethren
Just me and my brethren
Yaaaah, Turnabout on Cutter Lane yaaah
Hauntaholics real Haunted Mound turnabout

I came with my brethren
Just me and my brethren we got them guns up
The souls will follow us i got my brethren
The trees rise up
Buck on adderall we light them coffin up
I came with my brethren
Just me and my brethren we got them guns up
The souls will follow us i got my brethren
The trees rise up we all diе after all
Burn down no alcohol

Haunted mound we nеver playin
Hackle gone beam ya now
Bucther house we stay around
The Town That Dreaded Sundown
If you die right now might as well
Be with me my reaper flaring up
My temper burns my eyes is all you gonna see
Come up round cutter lane
This gone be your last today
When bloods up on the ground
Bones are broken sky is turning grey
Swerve up with my brethren
Have the day that you deserve
Imminent demise department
Send you to the barn go burn

Sharpening my shoulder blades and carve
Them into angel wings
Diamonds pierce the skin
Match the rhinestone on my robin jeans
When the velvet curtain
Falls, sisters, brethren, gang with me
I'm on Haunted Mound
Bonfire burn the brightest flame

In the deepest night or in the broadest day
Fuck boy you already know
You gon' lose your life today no grace
I'ma steal the flowers straight
Up off your grave
I been in the attic for a while
Clawing off my face

I came with my brethren
Just me and my brethren we got them guns up
The souls will follow us i got my brethren
The trees rise up
Buck on adderall we light them coffin up

I came with my brethren
Just me and my brethren we got them guns up
The souls will follow us i got my brethren
The trees rise up we all die after all
Burn down no alcohol

Gasoline, no alcohol huffin dust, no aerosol
Slugger bat, no baseball
Drag racin' the devil
When I feel so down low
I’ll set fire to ya soul
100, 000 coffin nails
Bitch we all die after all
Ghost ridin' state line
With my brethren 'till I die
Arson time, nighty night
Haunted mound 'till I die

I came with my brethren
Just me and my brethren we got them guns up
The souls will follow us i got my brethren
The trees rise up we all die after all
Burn down no alcohol