Back Burner

I wake in the morning I rise, I get to ignoring Claws scratching the back of my eyes I feel like I'm torn inside Bastards want me boring But I'd rather die Rather die, rather die, oh Loose this hound like a storm upon the cause 'Cause I ain't got all day Just got this ghost to shuffle off Got me cryin' out There's no fooling that demon That ambush predator When the frost starts eating through your banner He's crawling out, out, out, out There's no place to hide left Even skin's an adornment To tear down Loose this hound like a storm upon the cause 'Cause I ain't got all day Just got this ghost to shuffle off Most times I don't wanna Hear a goddamn thing from anyone But when I try to reach out, I can't find a Goddamn single son of a Loose this hound like a storm upon the cause 'Cause I ain't got all day Just got this ghost to shuffle off