here we go for the hundredth time
hand grenade pins in every line
throw 'em up and let something shine
going out of my fuckin mind
filthy mouth / no excuse
find a new place to hang this noose
string me up from atop these roofs
knot it tight so I won't get loose
truth is / you can stop and stare
bled myself out and no one cares
dug the trench out / laid down there
with a shovel up out of reach somewhere
yeah / someone pour it in
make it a dirt dance floor again
say your prayers and stomp it out
when they bring that chorus in
I bleed it out
digging deeper just to throw it away
just to throw it away
I bleed it out

I bleed it out / go / stop the show
choppy words and a sloppy flow
shotgun opera / lock and load
cock it back and then watch it go
mama help me / i've been cursed
death is rolling in every verse
candy paint on his brand new hearse
can't contain him / he knows he works
fuck this hurts / I won't lie / doesn't matter how
hard I try
half the words don't mean a thing and I know i
won't be satisfied
so why try ignoring him
make it a dirt dance floor again
say your prayers and stomp it out
when they bring that chorus in

I open up these scars
i'll make you face this I pull myself apart
i'll make you face this
I open up these scars
i'll make you face this now

Альбом: Minutes to Midnight