Shreds Lyrics

I don't believe in cutting corners
Own it like a scar on the face
Stand tall whether taking the gold or in last place
Not really the one to give God praise
But if you got the gospel tell me how it taste,
Hallelujah
Biting on the bullet for strength
I'm a long distance runner sucker
I'm in it for length
It's not a matter of whether you can play
But a scale of if you give a fuck enough to make us stay
Lay it down,
Separate the men from the mice
Another body under halogen lights missing its life one
Wondering what the hell would make you think
You could judge another person for loving something so much it hurts the stomach, huh?!
Living by the blood in my neck with a bulls eye tatted on the back of my head
I've never spoke it how they wanted it to be said
So the left me for the winter and the wolves


Tear me to shreds
And rip me to bits,
Tear another page out
Punch me in the ribs
I can smell the poison on your lips
Whatever it is I'd be willing to bet
They wanna to get inside my head
Tell me how it is
Sitting in the tower with a rifle and a list
I can see the razor on your lips
Whatever it is, I'd be willing to bet
You should've held your breath

I don't believe in sitting down
Take it like a knife in the back
If it burnt out into nothing after striking the match
I've never been the type to follow the packs
So if its true you got all the answers
Then why the hell you so mad?
Another holy ghost laid script
Clipped the wings off of my words
And buried the shiv(?)
They want to pick apart the passion in my ribs
I invite them - 'cause I don't run away from shit
Lay it out!
Separate the guns and the flowers
The minutes that go into all of these hours
And I bet if you were given a smidgen
Of just the tip of the ice berg
I've had to struggle with you
Wouldn't act so sour, maybe not
Living of the fruit of my stress
With a size twelve boot heel steppin' on my chest
Didn't do it how they wanted it to end
So they threw me to the winter & wolves

Tear me to shreds
And rip me to bits,
Tear another page out
Punch me in the ribs
I can smell the poison on your lips
Whatever it is I'd be willing to bet
They wanna to get inside my head
Tell me how it is
Sitting in the tower with a rifle and a list
I can see the razor on your lips
Whatever it is, I'd be willing to bet
You should've held your breath