The Bad Thing

Save me, save me, God forsake me Under flat stones, with black bones, there lay my baby It was a cold December, cold and rainy My knees felt heavy and my muddy hands shaky I tore apart the earth just to get back to my baby I ripped the flesh right off the bone just to feel him again But now I'm sinking in the grey, sinking in the grave And heaven heard that I did a bad, bad thing I did a bad thing I did a bad thing I did a bad thing I did a bad thing I did a bad thing I did a bad thing I did a bad thing Oh, I did a bad thing Sometimes night brings out Faces you don't see My map is stained with blood From the places I have been Who in their right mind would do the shit you're asking I'll give it one good try to make him do the bad thing Sometimes night brings out Faces you don't see My map is in my blood From the places I have been Who in their right mind would do the shit you're asking I'll give it one good try to make him do the bad thing Dead boys No noise Who in their right mind would do the shit you're asking I'll give it one good try to make him do the bad thing To make him do the bad thing To make him do the bad thing To make him do the bad thing To make him do the bad thing