Will

You tried so fuckin' hard

You're scared to cover those scars

And stand your ground

You look at me, you see depraved execration

You stare a while, then look away

I look at you, I see a slave to convention

Grieving for another day, another day

My wars begin with suffering and fire and end in the same

Sleep well, for where you lay is where you'll die, in your grave

You wanted war, I gave you more than attention

I saw that fire in your eye (I saw that fire in your eye)

You wanted more, I'm giving you pure insurrection

At least you can say that you tried, oh, that you tried

My wars begin with suffering and fire and end in the same

Sleep well, for where you lay is where you'll die, in your grave, oh

In your tomb

My wars begin with suffering and fire and end in the same

Sleep well, for where you lay is where you'll die, in your grave (hell)

In your tomb