Blood from Coffin Buddies by The Ragshakers

It's a dull grip in your guts
It's losing feeling in your hands
Come to terms with being nuts
You cant plan where blood lands

Your body aches with every move
There's something trembling in your womb
Give birth to what you can't understand
You're living in troubled land

So you howl at the moon cuz it's full like you
Like you
Like you
Like you

You wake to find your blood
Dripping on the floor
You can't believe in love
When you're crying for no more

Tear me limb from limb
I'll become something new
Monsters will have settled here
Nightmares will come true

So you howl at the moon cuz it’s full
Aah ooh
Aah ooh
Aah ooh
Aah ooh

• Folk
• folk
• folk punk
• horror
• outlaw country
• queer
• Washington