Bite your fucking tongue
Taste the blood and let it drip
Feels so good
You can taste the iron on your lips
Lie to myself while I cry myself to sleep
Only in dreams can you discern the wolf from the sheep
And the wheat from the chaff
Self destruction is a well-traveled path
Vengeful anger in every autograph
Not knowing how to douse your old flames
Repay
I never wanted for you to be happy
So any questions, comments, concerns
Redirect them to my fist and bite the hand you burned
I never thought I could be happy
Better not to cause concern
I'm hanging up the bailero
You took it away from me and now my eyes and ears they don't know what to think
Now I'm alone
I'm alone in hell
I guess I never wanted for you to be happy
So any questions, comments, concerns
Redirect them to my fist and bite the hand you burned
I never thought I could be happy
Better not to cause concern
I'm hanging up the bailero
I've hit the paces, yet all your faces see right through
I can't face it, I can't embrace it, see it through
(To you!)
There are plenty of faces I see
And I tried so hard to come out unscathed
There are plenty of them in the sea
But the trying's so hard to face a new day
The past won't be returned to the way it was before
I'm facing who I was
The past can't be undone, under the setting sun
I've got to see it through
The past won't be returned to the way it was before
I'm facing who I was
The past won't be undone, under the setting sun
I've got to look forward
Can I