Waiting On The Kill 歌词

Rising with the last word There's no fear in my eyes Lived my life fist over hand I'm caught in the crawl again Scratching hiding justifying Scars that I had once shown Changing rhyming redefining Words that I had once known There's someone crawling Inside my skin I feel them calling So once again I painted my face for the kill Quickly my heart was slowing Far from the stage of the real Back where my blood was flowing Sent to sterilize My mind, my eyes, my hands You hated me, I hated me I'm caught in the crawl again