Come Heavy - Overkill

I like the feeling of the morning sun

I like the rain on my face in the fall

I come heavy not to be outdone

Come on heavy or don’t come at all

I like the scent of a woman’s hair

And the way on her shoulder it falls

I come heavy because life ain’t fair

I come heavy or I don’t come at all

Get you ticket, don’t be late

To the great psychotic ball

Don’t you stick it, get it straight

Or don’t you come at all

I like the beauty of a fresh red rose

And a sip of the fine alcohol

I come heavy from my head to toes

I come heavy like a wrecking ball

All God’s angels, give your pain

All my madness, know my name

We made our choices then a steady pulse or fast

You took the higher road, I took the psychopath

The age old question persecutes the good in me

And my relief comes in what will be, will be

Give me all your money.

'till my cup overflow

My mouth is full of honey, my shirt soaked in Bordeaux