By the time they seen the light All we heard was sirens blarin' bright Neighbors staring right at the mess, feel the fahrenheit Rise like the tide when the moon's pulling puppet strings Cut the links that bind us to all our earthly suffering Shadows paint a grimace on the witness Now if he talks he might not walk but if he don't then that's his business All the facts have been distorted Certain as the smoking gun Ceiling swings in circles, windows here won't open none Smoke around my head looks like treble clefs I lost the level step, went through hell until the Devil left The kettle kept me up, always screamin' from the blue flame Digging through ditches, dumpsters, dying for a new name Who changed the locks? don't even recognize the building The figures on the walls are hallways of hungry children Got nothing for 'em, don't got a penny for a peddler They're only smoke screens I'm looking for a dust settler Picking apart the pieces of the puzzle to relieve the inner struggle Even leeches in the puddle know to leave the trouble 'Lone, who's knockin' on my telephone? How many dial tones will convince you I ain't home? Now let the bad blood simmer Let the bad blood simmer Let the bad blood simmer Now you lost in the center of the temper and the temperature Let the bad blood simmer Let the bad blood simmer Let the bad blood simmer Now you lost in the center of the temperature Tell me who to pray to, who's supposed to save you? There's nothing to escape from, no where to escape to The moment that I came to they asked me where I came from Pointed to the blank sky, couldn't speak the same tongue Name one night that didn't end in mourning The storm brings hope but never gives warning Ain't enough police tape to cover up this mess No matter how you frame it we're just decorating shipwrecks Ingest a hard pill to swallow filled with shards of the bottle Tip the jar, let the scars fill your hollow The soldiers walked in, should've seen the clock spin We covered up our ears 'cause poisoned mouths talk Sin-sation temptress, offensive to the senses Who would ever guess you'd be imprisoned by a sentence? Before I spoke I filled the room with smoke to cleanse it But I conjured up the wrong ghosts, had 'em begging me to end it Begging me for friendship, begging me for rations I told them I'm a fraud, a freeloader and a has-been Alone, who's knocking on my telephone? How many dial tones will convince you that I ain't home? Let the bad blood simmer Let the bad blood simmer Let the bad blood simmer Now you lost in the center of the temper and the temperature Let the bad blood simmer Let the bad blood simmer Let the bad blood simmer Now you lost in the center of the temper and the temperature