Did I wash away
All the sins of a younger brother
Would I be the same
Tied the rope to a sacred river
If you wanna go then say it
The dark is always warm and waiting
When I fall
Through the roof in Connecticut
In the dry wall
Where the smoke from the cigarettes sticks
Where god won't
He won't wait to judge me
I won't stick around to watch and bleed out
If I'm the dog, you're the collar
On my neck for the slaughter
Now we're in a bout and you're punching me back
New England doesn't hold back
When I fall
Through the roof in Connecticut
In the dry wall
Where the smoke from the cigarettes sticks
Where god won't
He won't wait to judge me
I won't stick around to watch and bleed out
