Shreds - Grieves

I don’t believe in cutting corners

Own it like a scar on the face

Stand tall whether taking the gold or in last place

Not really the one to give God praise

But if you got the gospel then tell me how it taste

Hallelujah

Biting on the bullet for strength

I’m a long distance runner sucker

I’m in it for length

It’s not a matter of whether or not you can play

But a scale of if you give a fuck enough to make a statement

Lay it down

Separate the men from the mice

Another body under halogen lights missing its life

Wondering what the hell would make you think that

You could judge another person for loving something so much it hurts the stomach

Living by the blood in my neck

With a bullseye tatted on the back of my head

I never spoke it how they wanted it to be said

So they left me for the winter and the wolves

Tear me into shreds

Rip me into bits

Tear another page out

Punch me in the ribs

I can smell the poison on your lips

Whatever it is I’d be willing to bet

They want to get inside my head

Tell me how it is

Sitting in a tower with a rifle and a list

I can see the razor on your lips

Whatever it is I’d be willing to bet

You should have held your breath

I don’t believe in sitting down

Take it like a knife in the back

You burnt out into nothing after striking the match

I’ve never been the type to follow the pack

So if it’s true you got the answers

Then why the hell you so mad then?

Another holy ghost laid script

Clipped the wings off of my words

And buried the shiv

They want to pick apart the passion in my ribs

I invite them

Cause I don’t run away from shit

Lay it out

Separate the guns and the flowers

The minutes that go into all these hours

And I bet if you were given a smidgen of just the tip of the ice berg

I’ve had to struggle with you

Wouldn’t act so sour, maybe not

Livin off the fruit of my stress

With a size twelve boot heel stepping on my chest

Didn’t do it how they wanted it to end

So they threw me to the winter and wolves

Tear me into shreds

Rip me into bits

Tear another page out

Punch me in the ribs

I can smell the poison on your lips

Whatever it is I’d be willing to bet

They want to get inside my head

Tell me how it is

Sitting in a tower with a rifle and a list

I can see the razor on your lips

Whatever it is I’d be willing to bet

You should have held your breath

Tear me into shreds

Rip me into bits

Tear another page out

Punch me in the ribs

I can smell the poison on your lips

Whatever it is I’d be willing to bet

They want to get inside my head

Tell me how it is

Sitting in a tower with a rifle and a list

I can see the razor on your lips

Whatever it is I’d be willing to bet

You should have held your breath