Back here again
What are you running from?
Just walk right out of the fire
Into the freezing cold
Now and then
Under the oak tree you should run to
Your cards all look so dire
Is it now the time to fold?
Can't stay here and sure as hell can't run
No whispers of hope to hear you
Starving days are done
Close your eyes and wait for the bite of the gun
Feel the rope around your fears
I can't say it's been fun
Come hell or high waters
I don't know which one is worse
Come closer now you fuckers
Enjoy the fun
Join me in my curse
No such luck
What the *
It's not my time to go
Yeah
Throw my ass on the back
of the truck
And send me back to shore
One man's left like a sitting duck
Don't know which way to go
Yeah
Gotta face the music
And jump out through the door
Come hell or high waters
I don't know which one is worse
Come hell or high waters I don't know which one is worse
Come hell or high waters Don't know which one is worse
Come hell or high waters
I don't know which one is worse
Come hell or high waters