Horns (Explicit)

Horns (Explicit) - Children Of Bodom (博多之子)

Written by：Alexi Laiho

Bloodshot eyes

And a dead beat stance

Sh*t for brains

I'm a game of change

One cut two cut

Counting scars

Three cut

Horns up behind the bars

I'm not your patron saint

I'm not your patron saint

Horns up or down

And now horns up

I am your warpaint

You're not my angel dear

You're not my angel dear

Let's make this crystal clear

Horns up I am your worst fear

It's not the cough that carries me off

It's the motherf**king coffin they carry me off in

It's not the cough that carries you off

Oh it's the coffin they carry you off in

I'm not your patron saint

I'm not your patron saint

Horns up or down

And now horns up

I am your warpaint

You're not my angel dear

You're not my angel dear

Let's make this crystal clear

Horns up I am your worst fear

One shot

Ten shot

Just in case

What it takes to get you out of my face

If I wake up strapped up in my bed

You can slit my wrists

I'd rather be dead

I'm not your patron saint

I'm not your patron saint

Horns up or down

And now horns up

I am your warpaint

You're not my angel dear

You're not my angel dear

Let's make this crystal clear

Horns up I am your worst fear