Bury the Hatchet - Yavay

You sold our souls so burn in hell You fucking did this to yourself again Now bow your head You suffocated us for the last time We paid the price for your pathetic vice So now we're taking back what's ours Our name, our blood, our life, our cause So wake up Here's a mirror so you can see This crooked, spineless, disgusting man That's become your legacy Here and now I'm pulling all my strings I have with god I'm hoping to find a better way I pray the only thing I need is time to rid the world of your lunacy You're as faithful as a false prophet So here's a prophecy for you- Yeah you'll remember me when your struggling to breathe I'm pulling all my strings I have with god I'm hoping to find a better way I pray the only thing I need is time to rid the world of your lunacy Can't you see what a monster you've become? I couldn't watch the world through your eyes Salvation for you is in the hands of god So save your prayers and just beg for your life I'm fucking done with you I'm fucking done with you I'm fucking done with you I'm fucking done I'm pulling all my strings I have with god I'm hoping to find a better way I pray the only thing I need is time to rid the world of your lunacy Your lunacy Salvation for you is in the hands of god

Well she grabbed me and asked me, If I had a name, She told me she was interested to see, If I could play the game, She said her name was victory, She didn't want to know the rules, That's just the way I wanted to play, In a game designed for fools. Chorus: We were beatin' the odds, we were beatin' the odds, We were beatin' the odds again, We were gambling with our souls, We were playing to win, We were beatin' the odds again. Well I rolled the dice feelin' cold as ice, And Victory drew the cards, We knew that loosin' when the stakes were high, Could really hit us hard, I strapped into the drivers seat, With Miss Victory by my side, She knew at a glance she was takin' a chance, By coming along for the ride. Chorus: We were beatin' the odds, we were beatin' the odds, We were beatin' the odds again, We were gambling with our souls, We were playing to win, We were beatin' the odds again. Time and space stood still that day, With Victory's soul and mine, We were running a race between heaven and hell, And we could not find the finish line, And when it was all over we won it in the end, We were splittin' the prize when she opened her eyes, And said Baby let's try it again. Chorus: We were beatin' the odds, we were beatin' the odds, We were beatin' the odds again, We were gambling with our souls, We were playing to win, We were beatin' the odds again. Chorus: We were beatin' the odds, we were beatin' the odds, We were beatin' the odds again, We were gambling with our souls, We were playing to win, We were beatin' the odds again.

On the day I was born, The nurses all gathered 'round, And they gazed in wide wonder, At the joy they had found. The head nurse spoke up, Said "leave this one alone", She could tell right away, That I was bad to the bone. Bad to the bone, B-B-B-B-B-B-Bad, B-B-B-B-B-B-Bad, B-B-B-B-B-B-Bad, Bad to the bone. I broke a thousand hearts Before I met you, I'll break a thousand more, baby, Before I am through. I wanna be yours pretty baby, Yours and yours alone, I'm here to tell ya honey, That I'm bad to the bone. Bad to the bone, B-B-B-B-B-B-Bad, B-B-B-B-B-B-Bad, B-B-B-B-B-B-Bad, Bad to the bone. I make a rich woman beg, I'll make a good woman steal, I'll make an old woman blush, And make a young girl squeal. I wanna tell you pretty baby, What I see and make my own, And I'm here to tell ya honey, That I'm bad to the bone. Bad to the bone, B-B-B-B-B-B-Bad, B-B-B-B-B-B-Bad, B-B-B-B-B-B-Bad, Bad to the bone.

Well some people bitch, Lord, some people holler About the long days on the road Each man can do just what he wants But we've all got ot pull our load As for myself, I'm gonna take the highway It ain't as bad as they say Give me wine, women, whiskey and rock'n'roll And let me sleep my days away C'mon baby, let the good times roll C'mon baby, let the good times roll I've been all throughout the South land Keep moving on down the line I ought to settle down some place But I just can't find the time As for myself, gonna take this highway It ain't as bad as they say Give me wine, whiskey, women and rock'n'roll And let me sleep my days away C'mon baby, let the good times roll C'mon baby, let the good times roll C'mon baby, let the good times roll C'mon baby, let the good times roll C'mon baby, let the good times roll C'mon baby, let the good times roll

Down in the deep where the sirens sing And hide in the muddy water Blood on my hands and the moonlit sand But I'd die just to keep them under Ooh-ooh, gonna bury me Broke in the night in the colorless light And the cold of an empty bottle Drunk on a song of a lie gone wrong You find when you hit the bottom Ooh-ooh gonna bury me Ooh-ooh gonna bury me Woman can't run from the things she's done When the weight's got her on her knees Time don't know where the river flows I pray it's out to sea I pray it's out to sea Ooh-ooh gonna bury me Ooh-ooh gonna bury me Keep them going down now Let them drown Keep them going down now Let them drown Keep them going down now Let them drown Keep them going down now Let them drown Keep them going down now Let them drown Keep them going down now Let them drown Bury them down Bury them down Keep them going down now Let them drown Keep them going down now Let them drown Keep them going down now Let them drown Bury them down Bury them down Keep them going down now Let them drown Keep them going down now Let them drown Keep them going down now Let them drown Bury them down Bury them down Keep them going down now Let them drown Keep them going down now Let them drown Keep them going down now Let them drown Bury them down Bury them down

Got a long list of things to do It begins and ends with gettin' over you I can't quit 'til I'm through I get up with the sun and I go down with the moon Pain and tears Can't be all there is Is it any wonder I'm feeling six feet under? Baby you're nothing but too much trouble Gotta bury this love and bury the shovel Gonna dig me a hole and make it deep Gonna lay down what's left of us And then put this thing to sleep Let my soul rest in peace Gotta nail down the lid On these stone cold memories Pain and tears Can't be all there is Is it any wonder I'm feeling six feet under? Baby you're nothing but too much trouble Gotta bury this love and bury the shovel Pain and tears Can't be all there is Is it any wonder I'm feeling six feet under Baby you're nothing but too much trouble Gotta bury this love and bury the shovel