Throw Up - Red Fang

If it’s blood that you need to make the pills go down

I will spill the blood

If the flies that you eat are tasting twice as sweet

They came from rotting meat

If the skin on your teeth is drawing thin like a leaf

And you are feeling weak

You can thank me

You say what you gotta say, I know

Feel the pain that you feel today, I know

It’s a puzzle that we figure out

Take the hate and you spit it out

Take what’s left and you let it in, let it in

Now the scum from the creek is filling up your cheeks

And you can hardly speak

While the bones in your brain grind themselves away

They will make you sane

If the steps of your path reflect your building wrath

They will be your last

And you can thank me

You say what you gotta say, I know

Feel the pain that you feel today, I know

It’s a puzzle that we figure out

Take the hate and you spit it out

Take what’s left and you let it in, let it in

Got all the symptoms of decay

You see disease and look away

Begin the swarming from the caves

Burning the fields of amber waves

Raising the dead up from the grave

Amass an army of rotting slaves