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lyrics

In the land of milk and honey
Turned to vinegar and piss
Give me the fucking button
I’ll turn this world to glass

I’m fucking tired of it

Hostages 312
Chicago, Illinois
This is our city
Set it off
Eat the fucking gun

The more I want it to stop
The more it turns to shit
The more I beg and plead
Shows me god doesn’t exist

On this fucking rock
Spinning towards the end
I’m tilting the bottle
To the very end

Gun them all down
Til’ the daylight
Gun them all down
‘Til the sunrise

In the land of milk and honey
Turned to vinegar and piss

This is what the bottom looks like
I couldn’t tell
I haven’t fucking felt anything else

I’m tired of the same old bullshit
Crack it back and make that wig split
Talk and talk let’s make that neck slit
Don’t give a fuck ‘cuz I’m jumpin’ off the fifth

I will lay here
On my death bed
Cock it fucking back
‘Til you’re all dead

Punk bitch

‘Til you’re all dead
I won’t sleep at night
‘Til you’re all dead
I won’t sleep at night
‘Til you’re all dead
I won’t sleep at night
‘TIL you’re all dead

I see everything around me
The walls are closing and I’m afraid to peak my head out
To fucking see what’s next
Just send me home
Send me home in a fucking body bag

This plagued earth filled to the brim with shit
Stop the spin of the axis and let it fucking swim

No loss
No love
No home
No more

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from Messenger of Death, released October 31, 2022

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HOSTAGES Chicago, Illinois

Formed in the city of broad shoulders. This four piece brings back the nostalgia of the early - mid 2000's Chicago hardcore sound.

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