Cut the kids in half Morning bell Where'd you park the car? Light another candle You can keep the furniture A bump on the head Coming down the chimney

Cut the kids in half Morning bell Where'd you park the car? Light another candle You can keep the furniture A bump on the head Coming down the chimney

Dadadadadadadadada See all those faces coming down, Trying not to let them down, This time, babe is that alright, Well I can still see the sun on the water, I can still feel your sunlight. You know that all I ever wanted was time. You know that all I

I, I been gone I been gone too long singing my songs on the road. Another town, one more show and I'm coming home. Don't give a damn what these keys I hold I'm gonna knock down that front door, and I'ma find out what that house is made of. Been too many

I’m not taking this tonight Give me back my life I don’t wanna to breathe I don’t want to die I can’t feel I’m paralyzed I can’t breathe I can’t fight I don’t wanna feel like I’m alive All the walls coming down around me Thank God that you finally found

This is not the end You are not the only one (You are not the only one) Don't you hold your breath Cause I'm not coming down The battlefields have left me only scars I'm floating in the dark I'm swimming in the sound Of voices that should never been apart

(Bury me in blood oil) Tell your children we got another year coming Bury me in blood oil Build me black Jesus Shackles pulling at your hair I'm a heading down, down, down Down to the river 'cause I don't believe in medicine Oil stains the legs of this

We gotta stand for something Start running, running, it's the rapture Coming, they're gonna catch ya We give it all or nothing, we've gotta stand for something 'Cause it’s the rapture, oh, oh, oh Tonight I'm the last man standing Threw a wish down the

Your love's coming down like It's coming Feel it on my finger tips, hear it on my window pane Wash away my sorrow, take away my pain Till I feel your For the first time I can hear my heart sing Call me a fool but I know I'm not

So knives out I want you to know He's not coming back Look into my mouth Squash his head Put him in the pot I'm not coming back Don't look down