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collect your bones
man did you hear the news ?
the boy's backin town and he reeks of the blues
warm welcome home
to the bitter truth.
so some one spiked the drinks
with bad blood tonight
the venom takes control
I'm kicking down the door.
so fuck the invite
spare me the small talk
every second the price on my head grows
I'm dodgeing bullets from a gun man who everybody knows
I can hear you calling out
but it's a waste of your time
and i just can't
bring myself to slap a mouth that never shouts
so raise your glasses one more time
may the best man overdose on pride
I could destroy you
but not in these shoes
you lack the stones to be more than a metaphor
I saw this comming
slow as an avalanche
heres some advice for you next time make sure you put at least two bullets in the head
so make this your last mistake
this is not a cheap shot
it cost an arm and a leg
so please give me something to shake something to lean on something to shatter or break
I can hear you calling out
but it's a waste of your time
and i just can't
bring myself to slap a mouth that never shouts
I can hear you calling out
but it's a waste of your time
may the best man overdose on pride
so go ahead state your name
next time there will be no next time
next time there will be no
next time there will be no next time
next time there will be no
collect your bones   man did you hear the news ?   the boy's backin town and he reeks of the blues   warm welcome home    to the bitter truth.    so some one spiked the drinks    with bad blood tonight    the venom takes control   I'm kicking down the door.   so fuck the invite   spare me the small talk   every second the price on my head grows   I'm dodgeing bullets from a gun man who everybody knows   I can hear you calling out   but it's a waste of your time   and i just can't   bring myself to slap a mouth that never shouts   so raise your glasses one more time   may the best man overdose on pride   I could destroy you    but not in these shoes   you lack the stones to be more than a metaphor   I saw this comming   slow as an avalanche   heres some advice for you next time make sure you put at least two bullets in the head   so make this your last mistake   this is not a cheap shot   it cost an arm and a leg   so please give me something to shake something to lean on something to shatter or break   I can hear you calling out   but it's a waste of your time   and i just can't   bring myself to slap a mouth that never shouts   I can hear you calling out   but it's a waste of your time   may the best man overdose on pride   so go ahead state your name   next time there will be no next time   next time there will be no    next time there will be no next time   next time there will be no