1. BRAHMA

Have you ever buried a blade in skin that wasn’t your own?
Twisted and jerked the tip of the steel around the bone,
And sent a man home?

Oh, tell God I’m not the boy I used to be.
Oh no. I’ve changed, you wouldn’t even recognize me.

Truth is, I don’t recognize myself sometimes.
The monster in the mirror wears the mask of our times.
And I want what’s left of my fucking life.

Do you ever bury your face in your hands when you’re alone,
With the worst taste in your mouth,
Thinking of how much you’ve grown,
How much it’s shown.

Tell God I don’t want to do this anymore.
I’m sore, and I’m sure that I’ll never be what I was before.

God won’t you come down from up above.
I want to wear your skin and crush your bones and drink your blood.
I want to know what it’s like to love everything and everyone.

Brahma.

All this will burn. It’s all gonna burn.

I have no God, no heroes. I am worthless. I am nothing. I am shit.
As kids we drew our names in the wet cement.
And I’m sinking with my city, I’m captain of this ship.

So kill me and come on with the judgement.

2. DRAGGING KNIVES

Hail!

I wake up in the morning, I think.
Think, think 'til I'm back to sleep.
This world ain't what it used to be,
(OH NO)
I'm watching it burn, burn my friends and me.

This place amazes me,
These things amaze me,
But it's bright, and they're loud,
And I can't feel the beating heart in me.
If I can't feel it,
How do I know it's there?
If I can't feel it...

Dear! My closest friend,
I'm dragging knives again.
I'm dragging knives again.

I ain't been living right it seems,
Seems, seems I'm an itching fate.
And when they put me in the ground I'm gonna sink,
Sink! Sink to the devils feet.
I'm going to hell for you,
'Cause my first body was for you.
My first love, the only thing I ever threw myself into,
'Cause it's something I don't do.

Dear! My closest friend,
I'm dragging knives again.
I'm dragging knives again.

I suffer when I sleep at night,
I chew and jerk and scratch at my,
'Cause I've felt pain, that you'll never know.
I can't shed a tear, I can't cleanse my soul.

I've opened up my arms for you,
Just like I always do.
I opened 'em up until this time I almost,
Hacked right through.
And these gnashing teeth are for you,
And these blushing scars are all for you.
I'm through!
Who the fuck am I talking to?

Dear! My closest friend,
I'm dragging knives again.
My closest friend!
I'm dragging knives again!
I'm fucking dragging knives again!


3. MURDER MURDER MURDER

Father what’s the issue with your children?
They’re acting like they’re convinced that I won’t fucking kill them.
They act like I’m like them and I’m not one in a billion.
I am the devil’s son I have no fucking feelings.
Your skin tightens up at the sight of a killing.
My conscience has given up saying how I should be living,
And I know I need to change and I’m ready god willing,
But I gave more than I took I only took the cards they were dealing.

Would you kill? Would you kill?
You say you can, you say you will.
Are you real? Are you real?
Are you ready for that cage of cold steel?

My soul is scattered across the streets of my city it’s in pieces.
It’s fed upon by roaches and the rats and the leeches.
I’ve participated in murder it's left me sleepless,
So I put my hands together I kneel and I pray to Jesus.
You should pray too,
Pray that this jams up,
'cause I’ve done this before I don’t clam up.
Get on the floor put your motherfucking hands up!
God make room I’m about to send a man up.

Would you kill? Would you kill?
You say you can, you say you will.
Are you real? Are you real?
Are you ready for that cage of cold steel?
Are you tough? That ain't enough.
You gonna rust every place that I touch.
Would you kill? Would you kill?
You say you can, you say you will.

I’ve been under the knife been in front of the gun,
I have no fear.
We don’t turn and run where I’m from,
We shoot our way out of here.
And I’ve been to hell and back,
confined.
And I grit my teeth and do my time,
And I watch this world just pass me by,
And I just sit and wonder why,
Everything that I touch dies.

Place pennies in both of my eyes.
This place is eating me alive.

Would you kill? Would you kill?
You say you can, you say you will.
Are you real? Are you real?
Are you ready for that cage of cold steel?
Are you tough? That ain't enough.
You gonna rust every place that I touch.
Would you kill? Would you kill?
You say you can, you say you will.

Place pennies in both of my eyes.
This place is eating me alive.


4. THE DEATH POSTURE

My other was a bank robber down in tarrahole.
My father was a, hmmmm... well, I don't know.
And I've had these cold cuffs clamped around my wrists a hundred times.
I guess that I'm an outlaw I live and breathe crime.

Put on your faces, dress yourselves up,
Take your places, they're about to pull the curtain up.
Ladies and Gentlemen! Welcome to the show.
I promise amazement - but its more real than you know.
Personally, I hate it and you watching me grow,
but you paid and stood in line just to say you weren't told.

My woman up and left me again for the last time,
Someone went and told her about this cheating heart of mine.
And it's hard to hold it together every year around this time,
I guess you call it lovesick I just can't walk the line.

Put on your faces, dress yourselves up,
Take your places, they're about to pull the curtain up.
Ladies and Gentlemen! Welcome to the show.
I promise amazement - but its more real than you know.
Personally, I hate it and you watching me grow,
but you paid and stood in line just to say you weren't told.

I feel like when I'm dead I'll still be striking pose.
I feel like I'm in line but last in line to sell my soul.
Ladies and gentlemen,
Ladies and Gentlemen! Welcome to the show.
It's chilling but it's more real than you know.
I can't fucking stand it; you watching me grow,
but you paid and stood in line just to say you weren't told.