Gentlemen prefer blood
Back Aching for the Lash
I’ll hear about them every now and then
Wastes of time with no rules to follow
Every single time they’re coming right after me

And when they told me that they’re figured out
My innards churn with a loss of self doubt
Every single time it gets the best of me

Feeling safe in a coded cave
Sounded out in a foggy haze
No one feels that small
Turned around to spot again
Another brain dead tourniquet
No one limps that long

After time trips took a brеak
The laughter died cuz wе all stopped breathing
Every single sound was coming right from me
I told them once I got a friend
Who’s big and strong with a messed up knee and
Every single time he never gets to me

Then that casket breaks
Keeping all those broken bones
Telling truths and tales
Keeping all the bad words safe from harm

So they wait outside