Here, sleep at the bottom of hell

You walk in this tale

Turned and as a coward you've learned

Through sickness and health

There's only one

Now go and bite your tongue



You'll just say the worst of me

With a hope they'll understand

No, they know you're just a boy

So grow up and be a man

Little baby, kicking, you scream and whine

Victims pay the price eventually

The cost? let's see your life



You've got nothing to prove, stay afraid

Young brother, you've got nothing to prove



Your answer is in there

Just stare down the barrel

Your sincerest apologies

Won't write you out of this one

Tonight, you'll find the right

In the pull of the trigger, now bite

Oh young fools, don't cry anymore



A fear sleeps inside your stomach

It swells

A torn boy alone in need of fix and the pinch that cures the itch

For too long

This little baby has cried on

For tomorrow we'll sing the words and song

Of a time we're glad is long gone



You'll just say the worst of me

With a hope they'll understand

No, they know you're just a boy

So grow up and be that man

Little baby, kicking, you scream and whine

Victims pay the price eventually

The cost? let's see... your life



You've got nothing to prove, stay afraid

Young brother, you've got nothing to prove



Your answer is in there

Just stare down the barrel

Your sincerest apologies

Won't write you out of this one

Tonight, you'll find the right

In the pull of the trigger, now bite

Oh young fools, don't cry



Mother superior

My how've you been

You're frightened of leaving this truly gone fishing amalgam

Go fetch your gun



Your answer is in there

Just stare down the barrel

Your sincerest apologies

Won't write you out of this one

Tonight, you'll find the right

In the pull of the trigger, now bite

Oh young fools, don't cry



Not anymore, don't cry boy

Not anymore, don't cry boy

Not anymore, don't cry boy

When your sick to the stomach

Just pull out the knife, Oh no



Don't cry boy

Not anymore, don't cry boy

Not anymore, don't cry boy

When your sick to the stomach

Just pull out the knife, Oh no