I don't mean to make a scene but even the mob, know what the hell I mean. The knot is tight, on my blindfold, I got my flesh full of blood, I hate rock n roll. Some think too much, then come too soon, I just curse the sun, so I can howl at the moon. Don't wanna love you no more, don't wanna love you less, I wanna be crushed by your sweet caress. What's the fuckin' difference, we all gonna die. You gonna do something, killer? C'mon give it a try. Got no good plans but a good idea, let's put this town in my rearview mirror. Yeah, I got enemies, but they don't know, they won't get no glory on that side of the hole. Were are united, by drifting alone, this is the army of none, got no flag, got no home. Just witches & scabs, an awful mess, I confess... Let's do it again.