Was it in the cold of that knife you screwed in the heart of the enduring
cause when you opened that door, you knew, well now there'd be no returning
or room to mourn what we have lost ah, to wait while the willing
as you're the hound of blood and rank, and boy, you've got another thing coming

Come on, come on, come on, you've got to give it to me
as though you want it to
come on and set me free

I'll dig it till we've made your grave
oh you've been a bad, bad boy
I'll cut it till I carve it out
and stick it in a sad, sad song
why the bother, you're no brother, you're the wrong I need
boy we all found an audience while you found the worst of me- you got another thing

Put em up against the wall now they're of no use to you
god, it's time for the curing
only you're in for that big refuse- surprise boy this tides come a turning
no room to mourn what you have lost; oh, no waiting while the willing
poor little hound of blood and rank who deserves every ounce of whats coming

Come on, come on, come on, you've got to give it to me
as though you want it to
come on and set me free

I'll dig it till we've made your grave
oh you've been a bad, bad boy
I'll cut it till I carve it out
and stick it in a sad, sad song
why the bother, you're no brother, you're the wrong I need
boy we all found an audience while you found the worst of me- you got another thing

we caught you on the wrong side of lying
within the dust we left you dying
if only words can keep you hiding well go on, cowards we've offed you, cowards we've offed you
I hope your life's a living hell, its all on you, boy

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