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[Verse 1] God, my eyes were wide, an open casket smile You were never liked at all, and I'm fucking glad you're gone You would rip off, a pervert jackoff, big talk-no show Broken back bone You never looked better, dead and gone I never felt better, you're dead and gone and I wish I would have done, what nature finished first I'd done it with my hands, then left and shot myself You never looked better, dead and gone I never felt better, you're dead and gone and no more bother I never lose sleep, I don't regret a thing Believe me when I say, I'm fucking glad it's over Fuckin' words [Bridge] The praising of a higher hate Don't doubt a fucking word [Verse 2] The darkest month The darkest month is here When you can't move so freely Chill out, detox, rehab, clean out I can't watch, I can't bear it I just want to hang myself Chill out, detox, rehab, clean out [Verse 3] I committed a felony, I never had much trouble before First time offender Got put through the ringer My bank account shrunk a lot Set an example [Chorus] Chill out, detox, rehab, clean out Chill out, detox, rehab, clean out Chill out, detox, rehab, clean out Yeah Not a chance, no way through me Not a chance, no way through me [Verse 4] You've never forgiven, exploited in dirt, it bothers you, it tortures you One more plight, left in life, shoot me dead in the head You've made it up and shot yourself, it's leaving me, you're leaving me One more plight, left in life, shoot me dead in the head Catch me if you can [Chorus] Never touch me, never come near me Never touch me, never come near me Never touch me, never come near me [Verse 5] You're a punk, I'll punch your mouth, not one percent You're found out, if you were me, you'd be in luck But you're not, so you suck (You suck) [Verse 6] Show me a dollar, I'll show you no heart Show me a heart and I'll show you my eyes Wrong inside (Wrong inside) [Verse 7] Given the inch, crippled a mile, the pull of the dragon, the pull of the drug I cannot see what the big fucking deal is No repentance, no respect, blown up eyes, blown up skies I cannot see what the big fucking deal is I cannot wait 'til the love is a fuck Back to the world, the tourniquet knot is slipping apart Bones left to pick, they radiate and splinter away
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Credits
- Writers
- Phil Anselmo
- Jimmy Bower
- Joe Fazzio