So long, flesh Fuck your ghost I stand alone and curse at the sky I stand alone beside you I’ve never felt so alone in my life Baby I stand alone beside you Burn the bloody house down There’s no one here standing

Walk the Plank! With your life, you'll pay the price Boots of lead, your blood runs red Time to die, your end is nigh Descend into the black and don't come back The time for execution, a harrowing display For treachery upon the seas has taken place this

Said little bitch, you can't fuck with me If you wanted to These expensive, these is red bottoms These is bloody shoes Hit the store, I can get 'em both I don't wanna choose Look, I don't dance now I make money moves Say I don't gotta dance

I want you to know this I want you to know just what I feel You told me through sacred lies I told you once with bloodshot eyes You told me don't ask Just stay away from me You violate, and yourself a man

I'm a poor man's son (Poor man's son, workin' all night long) And though the fortunes of our fathers We aspire to rise above When you're born into a breed you're signed in blood I'm a poor man's son, workin all night long Got a bad guitar and a simple

Disarm the lies that follow you Will the truth soon see you through? Disarm the pain that's burning through A river runs through the path you walk Got to find a way to carry on through this Ghosts from the past like a noose around your throat A constant

But nobody's listening (Told you everything loud and clear) Handful of anger, held in my chest Come, come, come, coming at you Try to give you warning but everyone ignores me Uphill struggle, blood, sweat, and tears Nothing to gain, everything to fear

In a round of bullets and blood and smoke, I saw the midnight come and I watched her go. I watched her go. I got a razor sharp mind that wants to cut you down. A little place in mind and baby I could let you down. Pony up, we got a ways to go. Set me up

Held on to hope like a noose, like a rope God and medicine take no mercy on him Poisoned his blood, and burned out his throat Enough is enough, he's a long way from home Days of my youth wasted on a selfish fool Who ran for the hills from the hand you

Flesh opens up, blood's retreating Death's embracing, all is ending Time will not heal all of your pain I cannot wait for it all to come crashing Time has come to face all evil Down on your face, ripping your veins out Your insides win and kill you from