First it was joy, then you turned into another boy
You burned out our paradise
I felt this is over every time I woke up sober
Sick of your big talk and lies
Mr. Metcalf, get off my lap
I'll picture you tied up in straps
I beg on my knees
Sweet Jesus, please, take away those memories
Take away those memories
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You took us to the cliff
Where your emptiness and burning spliffs
Drove us away from our hearts
I went to bed heated, woke up cold on the street
And your nuclear mind blew us apart
There's an ocean up there
When solomn our heads
But you are included and sad
Please understand, I don't want to hold your hand
And don't count me as a friend
Don't count me as a friend
There was a devil between us
Always a feeling of torn into
Nobody out there could clean us
Had time to tear down our jail