Caught up in the Scrape

This is the face to damn us all,

knife sharp teeth,

a starring role.

Can you tell if its love or hate,

bloodied hands

banging on your door.

So, sign us up

No one will mind,

We stay in line.

Say it's not too late,

I'm so sick and tired,

save me.

Caught up in a scrape,

turn against the liars,

save me.

Don't try to fight, you'll come around,

A helping hand to hold you down.

No sign of life,

no end in sight,

We stay in line.

Say it's not too late,

I'm so sick and tired,

save me.

Caught up in a scrape,

turn against the liars,

save me.