Yea here we go for the hundredth time,
Hand grenade pins in every line,
Throw 'em up and let something shine.
Going out of my fucking mind. Filthy mouth, no excuse.
Find a new place to hang this noose. String me up from atop these roofs. Knot it tight so I won't get loose.
Truth is you can stop and stare, bled myself out and no one cares.
Dug a trench out, laid down there
With a shovel up out to reach somewhere. Yea someone pour it in,
Make it a dirt dance floor again. Say your prayers and stomp it out, When they bring that chorus in.

I bleed it out, Digging deeper just to throw it away.
I bleed it out, Digging deeper just to throw it away.
I bleed it out, Digging deeper just to throw it away,
Just to throw it away,
Just to throw it away.

Bleed it out.
Go, stop the show.
Chop your words in a sloppy flow.
Shotgun opera, lock and load,
Cock it back and then watch it go.
Mama help me, I've been cursed,
Death is rolling in every verse.
Candypaint on his brand new hearse.
Can't contain him, he knows he works.
F*** this hurts, I won't lie.
Doesn't matter how hard I try.

Half the words don't mean a thing,
And I know that I won't be satisfied.
So why, try ignoring him.
Make your dirt dance floor again.
Say your prayers and stomp it out,
When they bring that chorus in.

I bleed it out,
Digging deeper just to throw it away.
I bleed it out,
Digging deeper just to throw it away.
I bleed it out,
Digging deeper just to throw it away,
Just to throw it away,
Just to throw it away.
I bleed it out.
I've opened up these scars,
I'll make you face this.
I pulled myself so far,
I'll make you face this now.

I bleed it out,
Digging deeper just to throw it away.
I bleed it out,
Digging deeper just to throw it away.
I bleed it out,
Digging deeper just to throw it away,
Just to throw it away,
Just to throw it away.

I bleed it out,
Digging deeper just to throw it away.
I bleed it out,
Digging deeper just to throw it away.
I bleed it out,
Digging deeper just to throw it away,
Just to throw it away,
Just to throw it away.

I bleed it out. [3X]
 

Lyrics | Metallica Lyrics | The Day That Never Comes Lyrics

Lyrics
Lyrics | The Red Jumpsuit Apparatus lyrics - You Better Pray lyrics

7. Hands Held High

Turn my mic up louder, I got to say something
Lightweights steppin' aside when we come in
Feel it in your chest, the syllables get pumping
People on the street then panic and start running
Words on loose leaf sheet, complete coming
I jump in my mind, I summon the rhyme I'm dumping
Healing the blind, I promise to let the sun in
Sick of the dark ways we march to the drumming
Jump when they tell us that they wanna see jumping
Fuck that, I wanna see some fists pumping
List something, take back what's yours
Say something that you know they might attack you for
'Cause I'm sick of being treated like I had before
Like it's stupid standing for what I'm standing for
Like this war's really just a different brand of war
Like it doesn't cater to rich and abandon poor
Like they understand you, in the back of their jet
When you can't put gas in your tank, these fuckers
Are laughing their way to the bank, and cashing their check
Asking you to have the passion and have some respect
For a leader so nervous in an obvious way
Stuttering and mumbling for nightly news to replay
And the rest of the world watching at the end of the day
In the living room, laughing like, "What did he say?"

Amen
Amen
Amen
Amen
Amen

In my living room watching it, I am not laughing
'Cause when it gets tense, I know what might happen
The world is cold, the bold men take action
Have to react to get blown into fractions
At 10 years old, it's something to see
Another kid my age drugged under a Jeep
Taken and bound and found later under a tree
I wonder if he had thought 'the next one could be me'
Do you see the soldiers that are out today?
They brush the dust from bulletproof vests away
It's ironic, at times like this you'd pray
But a bomb blew the mosque up yesterday
There's bombs on the buses, bikes, roads
Inside your market, your shops, and your clothes
My dad, he's got a lot of fear, I know
But enough pride inside not to let that show
My brother had a book he would hold with pride
A little red cover with a broken spine on the back
He hand-wrote a quote inside,
"When the rich wage war, it's the poor who die"
Meanwhile, the leader just talks away
Stuttering and mumbling for nightly news to replay
The rest of the world watching at the end of the day
Both scared and angry, like "What did he say?"

Amen
Amen
Amen
Amen
Amen

With hands held high into a sky so blue
As the ocean opens up to swallow you

Maybe I�m the one
Maybe I�m the one
Who is�
The schizophrenic psycho� yeah�

Maybe I�m the one
Maybe I�m the one
Who is�
The schizophrenic psycho�

She lays down on the fresh lawn
She can make everything magical
But she tied one on big time
And it makes me want to rewind

To back in the days when we were young
When everything was like a loaded gun
Ready to go off in any minute
And you know we�re gonna win again

Yeah you know we�re gonna win again
Yeah you know we�re gonna win again

Maybe I�m the one
Maybe I�m the one
Who is�
The schizophrenic psycho� yeah

Maybe I�m the one
Maybe I�m the one
Who is�
The paranoid flake-oh� yeah

She lays down on the sidewalk
Never very analytical
She is something simply beautiful
Reappear with youth and magical

Back in the days when we were young
When everything was like a loaded gun
Ready to go off in any minute
Yeah you know we�re gonna win again

Maybe I�m the one
Maybe I�m the one
Who is�
The schizophrenic Psycho� yeah

Maybe I�m the one
Maybe I�m the one
Who is�
The paranoid flake-oh� yeah

I�m the one
I�m the one
Who is�
The schizophrenic psycho

I�m the one
I�m the one
Who is�
The schizophrenic psycho

You're the one
You're the one
Who is�
The schizophrenic psycho

Back in the days when we were young
When everything was like a loaded gun
Ready to go off in any minute
And you know we�re gonna win again

Maybe I�m the one
Maybe I�m the one
Who is�
The schizophrenic psycho� yeah

Maybe I�m the one
Maybe I�m the one
Who is�
The paranoid flake-oh�

You're the one
You're the one
Who is�
The schizophrenic psycho

(Maybe I�m the one
Maybe I'm the one
who is...
Who is the schizophrenic psycho)

You're the one
You're the one
Who is�
The schizophrenic psycho

(Maybe I�m the one
Maybe I'm the one
who is...
Who is the schizophrenic psycho)

you�re the one,
you�re the one,
who is the schizophrenic psycho

Love me cancerously
like a salt-sore soaked in the sea.
"High-maintenance" means
you’re a gluttonous queen, narcissistic and mean.
Kill me romantically
Fill my soul with vomit
then ask me for a piece of gum.
Bitter and dumb, you’re my sugarplum
You’re awful, I love you...

She moves through moonbeams slowly
She knows just how to hold me
and when her edges soften
her body is my coffin.
I know she drains me slowly
She wears me down to bones in bed...
must be the sign on my head
it says, "Oh, love me dead!"
Love me dead!

You’re a faith-healer on T.V.
You’re an office park without any trees
corporate and cold
gushing for gold - leave me alone.
You suck so passionately
You’re a parasitic, psycho, filthy creature
finger-bangin’ my heart.
You call me up drunk, does the fun ever start?
You’re hideous... and sexy!

She moves through moonbeams slowly
She knows just how to hold me
and when her edges soften
her body is my coffin.
I know she drains me slowly
She wears me down to bones in bed...
must be the sign on my head
it says, "Oh, love me dead!"
Love me dead!

Wow! Uh!

Love me cancerously
...(whistling)...
Brrrot-dot-da-d-da-da!
Brrrot-dot-da-d-da-da!
How’s your new boy?
Does he know about me?
You’ve got the mark of the beast.
You’re born of a jackal! You’re beautiful!

She moves through moonbeams slowly
She knows just how to hold me
and when her edges soften
her body is my coffin.
I know she drains me slowly
She wears me down to bones in bed...
Wha’ ’bout this sign on my head
it says, "Oh, love me dead!"
Love me dead!
Love me dead!
Love me dead!
Oh... love me dead!