Sunday Bacon - Emmure

Top drawer

I grab the glock

I grab the ammo

Locked and Loaded

Blow your brains right out your skull

I’m addicted to your suffering

I came to bring the fucking pain

And now you’re looking down the barrel of a gun

Sun of a Gun

Looks like you’re not having any fun

Yeah, now you know that this is serious

Slow down, I can’t keep up You beg for mercy like I give a fuck

Scream Louder

Your screams are music to my ears

Listen to me Put your face down on the ground

Oh shit, what the fuck did I just do?