
Another lie, kill my pride
Drive, away
Cut the hand off, cut the hand off, cut the hand off, cut the hand off
(cut the hand off)
(cut the hand off)
It's better to know now, was a steamed out mall
Fighting innocent eyes industry of droves
When I could not cry, I told her I'd keep it in
The bridge is between black and white, the walls are paper thin
Dust will leave my lips, frozen torso dry
You were telling me, a man that always dies
Bring us some water, harvest all the fish
Leave me to dry
Leave me an abyss, leave me an abyss
Track 8 off my album 'Surrounded by a Cloud of Witnesses'
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