Texty:
Dillinger Four Versus God

Listen up, sit up straight, that's the only way you'll get a break Sitting still ain't such a bitter pill for goodness sake For 12 years and it won't

Weighed all the evidence and passed it on Turned around and left it sight unseen There was no chance, the chains held way too strong To free the restrictions

I asked why I was there and my answer came in two You are a victim of a predator and this time he'll get his due The pressure it swelled in my head,

Sometimes you can feel the rug pulled from below your feet It's like one minute you're like a rock standing strong and the next you're beat It's not

You know your eyes say it's dead inside of you Just and empty shell with faded tattoos And everything's just a memory And every day is just a passing

Eyes burning from the sun shining bright I hide from the light Choke down a smoke and wait for the night Hooray for all the progress we've made The hollow

requisite comfort of the knees We're the loyal little chorus still singing out "please" I can't understand Don't tread on me One little, two little, three little pink slips, four