Hands & Blood

I put on my toque, and I packed my bag

Deep in the woods, with the burning flag

Everyone was there, we were well prepared

We didn’t give a fuck, man, we were not scared

You never know, when the gasket will blow

When your time will come, to step up and go!

Hands! Blood! Hitting the ground, thud!

Me! You! This was long overdue!

You are a chump, you’re a small-town clown

I’m sick and tired of bein’ pushed around

In a way my life had been leadin’ to this

Anger boiled up, a high pressure hiss

Anger boiled up, a high pressure hiss

“Holy fuck man, what the hell’s wrong with you?

It was just 1 kiss, we were fuckin’ 12 dude!

It was innocent man, you were the best friend I had

Then you dropped me like a led balloon, it hurt real bad”

Oh it hurt bad? Did you feel bruised?

Like the cue ball in a sock that you fuckin used

Somethings wrong with you man, I’m sick of your tunes

You’re gonna rot in hell, if you believe in that ruse

You never know, when the gasket will blow

When your time will come, to step up and go!

x2

Hands! Blood! Hitting the ground, done!

It’s true! This was long overdue!

This was long over due!