Riding a nightmare of wickedness
Down a bottomless well
Dried up in the sun.
Like a bat out of hell.
Raised to tread bone.
Stone or be stoned.
Empty needle or a sliver of hope.
Fly in a jar at the end of its rope.
An empty needle, a hangin' noose
If I'm bleeding, you're bleeding too.
I know I need it, I know it's true.
Somebody's gotta lose.
Riding the nightmare of wickedness
Down the bottomless pit.
Came here with a song
I'll leave with a mint.
I'm marked by time.
We ain't gonna see eye to eye.
You was always a child of god
I was born a little left of the dial.
Quit life.
Take the ride.