Prize Fighter Inferno, The - 78 lyrics

rate me

Have you heard the word on the street you've been

walking down? It says "Save yourself, my friend." Write this

world an avenue & help yourself free of this sin, I'll be

awaiting your ears, I don't want to love you anymore, Have

you learned from the herd that you've gone and mingled

with? That help will not come round, Bite yourself with hope

to break the skin & bone that keep you here, this is my world

as I see fit & you will not live, Here they come, my dear, Last

chance piggy theres nobody in here, When the worst comes

a knockin' then you better stand clear.