And I hope you choke on your own words
You're such a fake, crying out for attention
My hands around your throat now
I won't stop until your eyes are in the back of your head

Light's out, lay you to rest
Put you someplace to walk amongst the living dead
Somewhere cold a place you can call your home

How did we get this far
And where do we go from here?
It's a matter of time

Get your middle fingers up, oh
Kill, kill, kill all the people
Who tried to hold you back
Teach you not to feel

It's my life, talk ****, get hit
Talk, talk your way out of this one and bow down
(You stand alone)
And I'm not done with you just quite yet

You're all a joke, talk ****, get hit
I'll do whatever it takes to get the hell out of here

How did we get this far
And where do we go from here?
It's a matter of time

Oh yeah, I've gone mad
Oh yeah, I've gone really mad
Slow down take a moment
Slow down choose your words wisely
'Cause they might be your last
Dead men's bones

How did we get this far
And where do we go from here?
It's a matter of time

If you want me come and find me
If you want us come and find us