Rookwood Fucking Below The Flag Lyrics

You'll find the knife you buried in my heart dumped in
shit
You could say it went straight through me
Like a poorly cooked meal
Or a preacher's ramblings
In one ear, out the other
Just like a bullet

Open minded
Long winded
In one end
Out the other

I used the scar you left me as a banner
So if you should return for me one day
Know that you'll find me with her
The one you wanted dead And we'll be f*cking below the flag

Open minded
Prolonged, extended
In one end
Out the other

Well, there's nothing quite like it
I suggest you try it
Bodies writhe beneath symbols of autonomy
With all the pride of a political fallacy
Fellatio is all the more satisfying

In one end
Out the other
f*cking below
f*cking below the flag