(Nobody cares you’re just a bad man Nobody wants you’re a dead man) Do what you say, do want you want to Do what you say, do want you want to We rip upon the flesh and lift to see And looking on all the faces along the way The terror grips me close and

You've been growing up You've been growing on Further away from us now And everything below you dies The same fool in the same game My father he told me what goes around Comes, comes around again The faces you see on the way up Are those on the way back