I am bright enough to end you
To put you on your knees
Cry for your mama
Beg me for relief
But I just can’t cross the line
To take what I know is mine
And the target just gets bigger
But I just can’t pull, I just can’t pull the trigger
There’s blood in the water
They’re nipping at my feet
The young and the charmless
The vomiting elite
If I kicked your front teeth in
Would the holy war begin
Or would the target just get bigger
And I’ll be left to pull, left to pull
Oh, you know you don’t belong
Oh, singing your little songs
The more you know, the less you feel
You couldn’t just own, you had to steal
There’s virtue in menace, a sickly sweet
That goes on and on and on and on
I am bright enough to end you
To put you at my feet
Cry for your maker
And beg me for release
Release
Release
credits
from The Absence Of,
released September 8, 2017
Dusty Stowe - Vocals, Guitar
Jim Norris - Bass
Pete Relyea - Drums
Damien Csehi - Guitar
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