This is the film, close to the third act and the misery   It's not rain you rapist werewolves, it's God pissing down on you      You won't die alone 'cause I'll break off my own arms   Sharpen my bones, stab you once for each time   I thought you were trying to take something   You'll never be good enough to even look upon      It's better to push something when it's slipping   Than to risk being dragged down      If you wanna hit bottom don't bother to try taking me with you   I won't answer if you call   Two heartbeats down in, in hell   Trying to break your fall, your fall      This isn't a mob, won't need to change the names   Everyone around you has murdered someone, something sacred   Isn't one nail without dirt under it?   Isn't any white cotton panties that aren't soaked and stained red?      It's better to push something when it's slipping   Than to risk being dragged down      If you wanna hit bottom don't bother to try taking me with you   I won't answer if you call   Two heartbeats down in, in hell   Trying to break your fall, your fall      Into the fire, into the fire   Into the fire, into the fire   Into the fire, into the fire   Into the fire, into the fire   Into the fire