It's in my hands,
I'm on the floor,
This bloody nose,
It takes control,
Fire in my bones,
I'm against the ropes,
Before you close your door,
Believe what I have to,
Say, you're on my side,
Takes this to your grave.
Gave up control,
These fucking drugs they stole my soul,
They took my friends,
And oh, they took my home,
I should have known,
My father's bent on this road,
Before you close your door,
Believe what I have to,
Say, you're on my side,
Don't take this to your grave.
This bloody nose,
It takes control,
Theses fucking drugs they stole my soul,
They took my friends, they took my home,
I should have known,
Father's bent on this road,
And he's all alone,
This bloody nose,
It takes control,
These fucking drugs they stole my soul,
They took my friends, they took my home,
I should have known.
Before you close your door,
Believe what I have to,
Say, you're on my side,
Take this to your grave.
Yeaahh, yeah, wooh

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