Black Label Suicides

Kill 'em all, let God sort 'em out.

"True love is hard to find, sometimes you think you have true love then you catch the early flight home from San Diego, and a couple of nude people jump out of your bathroom blind folded like a god damn magic show and ready to double team your girlfriend and," "It stops right there, and I think what my good friend Mitch is trying to say is, true love is blind."

-Old School

Kill 'em all, let God sort 'em out.

"True love is hard to find, sometimes you think you have true love then you catch the early flight home from San Diego, and a couple of nude people jump out of your bathroom blind folded like a god damn magic show and ready to double team your girlfriend and," "It stops right there, and I think what my good friend Mitch is trying to say is, true love is blind."

-Old School

Time is an Illusion, and so is Death.......

Kill 'em all, let God sort 'em out.

Do I smell the revolting stench of self-esteem?

Do I smell the revolting stench of self-esteem?

"True love is hard to find, sometimes you think you have true love then you catch the early flight home from San Diego, and a couple of nude people jump out of your bathroom blind folded like a god damn magic show and ready to double team your girlfriend and," "It stops right there, and I think what my good friend Mitch is trying to say is, true love is blind."

-Old School

Kill 'em all, let God sort 'em out.

Time is an Illusion, and so is Death.......

Kill 'em all, let God sort 'em out.