I never dreamed I’d be the target of a manhunt
But then I never thought I’d do the things that I’ve done
And now I’m living on the run
I shot a man in the back with a rifle
For nothing other than the fact that I was spiteful
Of what he thought he might become
When did I lose sight?
Why am I uptight?
When I have no right to feel this way
But I’m loathing anyway
Damn these thoughts that haunt and plague me
Twist me up and suffocate me
All these lies I buy
«My innocence is gone
From all these things I’ve done
I’m way past saving now»
Now all I do is float around like some mindless
Hopeless Jellyfish, spineless and adrift
Stinging everything I come in contact with
I can already feel that noose
It’s almost as welcome as overdue
We’ve used up our last excuse
Now I’m counting on you
Torches and Pitchforks,
Fire and Brimstone
Follow me always,
What have I become?
A terrible thought
In a pitiful body
Who constantly feels
That redemption’s beyond me
Damn these thoughts that haunt and plague me
Twist me up and suffocate me
All these lies I buy
«My innocence is gone
From all these things I’ve done
I’m way past saving now»