Wires - Red Fang

Kid, don’t lose your cool, it’s still too soon to have to choose a brighter doom

It’s hard to believe, but I can see how there could be so little

Left to lose

(cracking open skulls like cans of beans on Christmas

Eve)

Mama’s not okay, she lights a candle for ev’ry day that you’re away

Today could be the one she burns the motherfucker down

Her final act of grace

In a pointless, endless race

Kid, you’re under fire

Your life is coming down to the wire

Maybe you’ll take the Captain’s hand

Carry his ship through burning sands

Cradle your rifle like a man

Mama, she says «No way,» she’s lost it all, so you’ve got to stay to make her

pay

She knows the fiend upon the throne’s a goddamn sucker for the stone

Until the day he dies alone

Succumb