"Slaughterhouse" lyrics

"Slaughterhouse"

Hammers and grease
Hammers and grease
Hammers and grease
Hammers and grease

And the eyes of God
Always watching
Always watching
Always watching

If we could fly away now
If we could only fly away now
If we could fly away now
If we could only fly away

And live in different skins
Exist in different skins
And live in different skins
And remove all your skins
And walk in new light
And walk in cleaner light
And walk in new skin
In new light

And the eyes of God are forgiving now
So forgiving now
So forgiving

Blood had to be shed
In order to set things right
Blood had to be shed
In order to set things

Hammers and grease
Hammers and grease
Hammers and grease
Hammers and grease
Hammers and grease

Haunted building
Haunted life

And all the blood
All the blood
And the fuckin' sound, man
You never forget their eyes

Everyone's head rings here
Everyone's head rings here
And there is no escape
There's no motherfucking exit
Hammers and grease
Pounding
Pounding
And the sad eyes, goddamnit
And the screaming
More screaming than you'd think
There's more screaming than you'd think
Everyone's head rings here
Everyone's head rings here
You never forget their eyes
Fuck
You never forget their eyes
You never forget their eyes

Hammers and grease
Hammers and grease
Hammers and grease
Hammers and grease
Hammers and grease


Writer(s): Randall Heyer, Griffin Sansone, Austin Geoffrey Tackett, Aaron Franklin Tackett
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