From the cradle to to the grave (Straight from the motherfuckin cradle to to the grave!) Forever wild from the cradle to to the grave Kid, watch your back, one time's comin' always (Yeah) They lock me up for 12 days, I can't comprehend Now I'm a free man on the

You can have Charleston My home, my heart Where I was born and raised Where one day they're gonna take my body And lay it in a grave But it's got to to be this way It's gonna break my heart to to say, goodbye But it'll kill me if I stay The cobblestone streets

The trip into the black Life's dying fall Graveyard disciples march into the fields Existence through destruction The bodies beneath the wheels Born to to pull the trigger Fuel to to feed the hate Innocence is shattered The blood that cripples the hand of fate

Enter into a circle of light, engraved in flesh stare in my eyes, I will not bow down, the only truth pulling words form my lips Tearing me within this life will Remain a mystery to to you until the day you pass away Speak lies spilling from your lips as

And mountains Oh mountains o' things The life I've always wanted I guess I'll never have I'll be working for somebody else Until I'm in my grave I'll be dreaming of a live of ease To To have a big expensive car Drag my furs on the ground And have a maid

Welcome to to the breakdown Welcome to to the end of the road Like a ghost haunts from beyond the grave This is a breakdown And we've got nowhere else to to go We'll be standing here holding our ground, come what may We've got nowhere else to to go All hail, the

Searching to to the dark all goes on This moment shackled and drawn Shackled and dawn shackled and drawn Bring on the lights bits to to the shape Closer to to the grave closer to to the gave There comes the dawn I am over this moment I was on a field spread on the

For the victims of a longing The grave of our youth is up ahead And life has become a burden We move in circles of suppressed despair Waiting for the sun And turning stones to to find evidence But it hides in the recesses of our hearts A written decree of

I'm not good in a crowd, I got skills I can't speak of Things I've seen will chase me To To the grave Backs to to the wheel There's granite to to shove They give it How does it feel

(Bury us all) My time to to stand This is my chance This is our chance I see them coming with shrouds to to bury us all Before we were, before we were born they shaped our lives Leading us into an unmarked grave in moments Moments life could end so I will