*Screaming*
Pull up a chair crooked sinner
I see the blood stains covering your boots
And I see the scars covering your face
*Screaming*
Do you feel the lords hands
Slowly crushing your throat?
Do you feel the devils claws
Tearing holes in your legs?
That's why you stumble when you walk
Yeah this is desperation
*Screaming*
The only drug i've found to ease
The hurt are songs of desperation
*Screaming*