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I'm releasing the hounds, closed caption, fall at my feet King of the wolves, rise in the face of defeat Black magic, mixed with the gravel and dirt Bammin' your boys up until some feelings get hurt They all talking, but it's nothing but lies Take the shades off dickhead and open your eyes Caught on the hop son, perched up on the fence Until the weight of the punch broke through the defense Blood spilled, spilled in a literal sense I sit with a lit cigarette and cue the suspense Sleepwalking, conversation is cheap Plus I seen him bench press, all his muscles are weak So pick and choose; get hung up like some tennis shoes Grimmest views, by 'yes men' and bottled booze Win or lose, not really up for discussion Said he was a head banger left with a concussion Always on top but now I am down for the day And I won't come up 'til I've had my say Never alone so I know my weight can be thrown And I'm sinking my teeth deep into the bone Lead me into the wild I feel confident scaling the gates Man in revolt, pissed off, raising the stakes Never enough, nobody got the stomach to rise SongtexteMen with empty promises and colourful ties Pay attention, and maybe focus a little When the sirens arrived, nobody blowing the whistle Lost in translation or my currency cheap But who let the fucking wolves be in charge of the sheep Blood spilled, spilled in the literal sense Let the battle commence, nobody pose a defense Keep talking, your conversation is weak And if you send a squad round we can put them to sleep So pick and choose; get hung up like some tennis shoes Grimmest views, by 'yes men' and bottled booze Win or lose, not really up for discussion Said he was a head banger left with a concussion Always on top but now I am down for the day And I won't come up 'til I've had my say Never alone so I know my weight can be thrown And I'm sinking my teeth deep into the bone Just another chemical, chemical, under my skin Drowning myself even when I'm trying to swim It's a ritual delivered in a bottle of sin Never alone, staring at my sinister twin Chemical, chemical filter my lens Send me up another bottle full of my friends It's a ritual, always on the tip of my tongue Individual, beautiful, keeping me young Running on concrete, numb to the touch You're my shoulder to cry on, hold me up like a crutch You're my courage at midnight, you soften the fall Never talk or ask questions, you're always on call But you're so passive aggressive, you're so mighty possessive You're so tilted in love, that it's kind of fucking excessive You make it look good though, too good to deny And I will never ever go down when I'm flying so high That's why... Always on top but now I am down for the day And I won't come up 'til I've had my say Never alone so I know my weight can be thrown And I'm sinking my teeth deep into the bone And I keep what I want And I leave what I don't And I feel like I might sink my teeth into the bone Chemical, chemical, filter my lens Fill me up another bottle full of my friends It's a ritual, always on the tip of my tongue Individual, beautiful, keeping me young Aus Songtexte Mania