Seven Horses Seen Songtext
von Micah P. Hinson

Hey there, little boy
Don′t you be afraid
Your father doesn't love you
When he′s made your mom lack

They got between the sheets
To make your little frame
With larcenies and lies
All signs and arrows aim

And it's always gonna be the same
Take the barrel, take the breath and the aim
And it's always gonna feel the same
Take the mark and the sake, and the blame


Hey there, little boy
Now don′t you be afraid
Your mommy doesn′t love you
And your daddy's just a slave

He smokes up all the sheets
Then he buys some more cocaine
You′d find films of him banging broads
And it could be your mother all the same

And our lord's always gonna be the same
Take the drift, take the time and the game
And our Lord′s always gonna feel the same
Take the barrel, take the breath and the aim

Life will always be the same
Take the barrel, take the breath and the aim
And life's always gonna feel the same
Take the mark and the sake, and the blame