The latest track from Head Like a Hole. Recorded by Jol Mulholland at the LAB in the stench pit.
LYRICS:
I've got one foot, one foot in the grave
the other it would seem, is a slave to me
Now the reapers grieving, my mother Mary she is sleeping
While the brothers reason
My hands are stained from the wine that bled
I can see Jesus he's crying, while everybody's lying
God doesn't exist
Nobody gives a..... fuck about anything
I've got one foot, one foot in the grave
the other it would seem is a slave to me
I stab myself in my heart, I didn't know wrong from the start
Oh stab myself in the heart
I didn't know anything better than I did
I did mean nothing no one knew
I died in my sleep with no clue
Ive got one foot, one foot in the grave
the other it would seem, is a slave to me
Oh the dirt, is piling up on me
I can see those rocks bleed I been buried head deep
Oh the dirt, is piling up on me
I been buried head deep i
Eyes wide it stings when I sleep
I got one foot, one foot in the grave
the other it would seem is a slave to me
