wanna, I wanna, I wanna I wanna fortune weary love, fortune weary love Baby don't you dare give up on me now Baby don't you dare give up on me now You
There is a sound they don't want you to own Arrest every word that escapes from your throat They hand you the world's smallest microphone It's still too
Are you getting closer and, you know you're the one? They will never understand, how washed up you feel on land The sport light of the sun, it shines on
Acid tooth It's got nothing to do with you But if you wanna watch me chew My teeth are cutting you out Stomachache well it must be in your head It must
The yard was cold and dark The tracks are clearly marked But she was tired, she didn't see She was just out alone She wasn't going home She was going
thinking of you then Even if your song Is playing on the jukebox You wanna party with the lights on Come on, I like it dark You always wanna hear the same old song Come on
Get a little dirt on your hands Get a little dirt on your hands Get a little dirt on your hands, son I got a little dirt on my hands Get a little dirt on your hands
m bout knockin, I know that your body to, Baby it's the trutha?¦ (Chorus) Girl I put my hands on you, (Ohhh) If you put your hands on me, (Put your hands on
there's blood on my hands Now there is blood on my shoes There is blood on my makeup There is blood on the ceiling There is blood on the piano There
Don't leave the light on baby My baby called me up to say Don't leave the light on baby I'll see you sometime maybe Don't leave the light on baby It finally dawned on
Since someone gave it to you through the night? How you like had your body shaking A hundred miles an hour brought the freak in you on out Later on
been too long to let go now Come on, come on, no, no Come on, come on, no Come on, come on Come on, come on Come on, come on
carry on and on and on You gotta go On and on and on You gotta go On and on and on You gotta go On and on and on You gotta go, you gotta go You gotta
man made devil You've got blood on your hands You've got blood on your hands You've got blood on your hands You've got blood on your hands Behind a
blood on my hands Like the blood in you Some things can't be treated So don't make me, don't make me be myself around you There's blood on my hands (
time on my hands, too much time on my hands Too much time on my hands Too much time on my hands, too much time on my hands Too much time on my hands
gold turned cold in her wedding band It's just a ring on your finger when there's time She had a ring on her finger and time on her hands The woman
I concede; I am the chosen one Open wide the gate Stain the world with the blood of man Affliction Forced unto all Human Vexation Transcend with blood on my hands