Chain of command maybe ten years long
I emerge in Manhattan, still young and strong
Someday the hellhound will pick up the scent on the trail
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Chain of command maybe ten years long
I emerge in Manhattan, still young and strong
Someday the hellhound will pick up the scent on the trail
when we came to the dock on the outskirts of town
and looking back we saw china shrinking to the size of a coin
and then we saw water everywhere
when we climbed on board
they tied our things together with electrical cord
spent too much of my life now trying to play fair
throw my better self overboard, shoot at him when he comes up for air
come unhinged
get revenge
And a body floating in a water tower
Is bound at the ankles and wrists
Bound at the ankles and wrists
Marks in the skin