Buck 65

Buck 65 - The Centaur

Fortune helps those who help themselves

The time is here for funeral bells

Treat me as befits a knave

Cast me to an unmarked grave

Candy sticks and cigarettes

Ladies and gentlemen, cast your bets

Today’s the day when somebody dies

Today’s the day that I will rise

Yet I feel so cold

And I feel so cold

And the voices?

They don’t care anyway

Start to feel bold

Won’t do as I’m told

Damn the voices

I won’t listen anyway

Sitting here in a hellfire club

I say a prayer for words unspoken

As I ponder my temptations

I raise my glass to the body broken

Sitting here in an illegal bar

I feel my desires awoken

As I ponder my temptations

I raise a toast to the body broken...

Locked up in the prison of life

With a cardboard bed and a plastic knife

Last time we met you had a face

We’ve got to get out of this place...

I’ll drink the poison that I choose

Go find somebody else to bruise

I’m keeping both eyes on the prize

I’m cutting all of my ties

Yet I feel so cold

And I feel so cold

And the voices?

They don’t care anyway

Start to feel bold

Won’t do as I’m told

Damn the voices

I won’t listen anyway

Sitting here in a hellfire club

I say a prayer for words unspoken

As I ponder my temptations

I raise my glass to the body broken

Sitting here in an illegal bar

I feel my desires awoken

As I ponder my temptations

I raise a toast to the body broken...

An eye for an eye

And the world goes blind

Keep away from mine

A lie for a lie

A tooth for a tooth

Just gimme some truth...

Sitting here in a hellfire club

I say a prayer for words unspoken

As I ponder my temptations

I raise my glass to the body broken

Sitting here in an illegal bar

I feel my desires awoken

As I ponder my temptations

I raise a toast to the body broken...

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