Bad or a wet dream,
Feelin' so inbetween,
Gun in my pocket an' a target on my head.
Right on the wrong road,
to me through dogs,
Not sure who it is but I know it ain't God.
Feel like they're watchin' me,
Know that they're watchin'
C'mon lets go got two tickets to the moon.
Now what are you supposed to do?
When they got their hooks in you?
I was there.
And didja hear it!?
Not my fault, wasn't even there.
Rest of the world, all gone
Can ya hear the dogs barkin' can ya hear the dogs speak?
Seen it on the TV, something gonna break.
Now how am I supposed
When there is no air?
And how am I supposed to be!?
When those hooks are pullin' me...
If you release
Won't be there.
If you leave me!!!
I won't care.
I hear black it has no mercy!
Repeating in my head.
From the inside out... talk to me, in, tounges.
The worst... of this... I understand,
That the flies are
The wounds are bleeding,
There'll be no healing in my house.
From the inside out.
You know I'm not the
Repeating in my head
In my head.