Hell Is For Heroes
You, Me And A Whole Lotta Funk 45's
See My blooded hands, My Battered limbs
Carry the weight, Of four killing sins
Show me the way, Give me a sign
My problem fades, You'll never learn
Here in your womb
I see a world
Slipping away
Out here in the cold
Here I am grown
I start again
Tell me if you can, If you'll pebble me
Soaked in your stare, I thought I could see
My bitter trust, Choking on air
Walking on ice, Jump if you dare
Here in your womb
I see a world
Slipping away
Out here in the cold
Here I am grown
I start again
We'll start again
And wake up this death
We'll start again
Again again
My hands Are Tied
With Robust Steel
God knows I've tried
To let them heal
I've given all I can take from myself
Here in your womb
I see a world
Slipping away
Out here in the cold
Here I am grown
I start again
We'll start again
And wake up this death
We'll start again
Again