Lamb Of God - O.D.H.G.A.B.F.E.

O.D.H.G.A.B.F.E.

Ha te. Fa lling three feet to the ground.
Fa ce down on the cold floor of a well-oiled SF pigsty I met my one true love.
Feel youth crushed somewhere between concrete a nd boot,
a nother victimof the lower ha te.
You a re not my god. You think this is funny dont you pig?
How the helpless frea k squirms benea th our sta te sa nctioned soles,
but wha t is he la ughing a t?
There wa s nothing pa dded a bout a wa gon full of ma ce.
Rota tor cuff hyper extends behind my ba ck ribs cra cking benea th a ra in of sticks a nd heels
fa lling down like the ra in outside.
Oh yea h bitch, Imgonna remember your fa ce your na me your number;
a nd when I cra wl out of this hole Imgoing to ma ke you a ll mine.
Auschwitz Kent Sta te Chi-Town 68 Tia na men Wa co.