Known you since you've been born Raisin' hell even as a child Nothing's changed since that day You're still out running wild A hellhound on your trail Gettin' closer with every passing mile Hey now, baby Don't you think it's high time To change your life's direction Get off the firing line Well, your luck just ain't been running Lord, very smooth these days I think it's finally come down You're gonna have to mend your ways With your head up in the clouds You cannot see through the haze, no Hey now, sweet baby Don't you think it's high time To change your life's direction Get off the firing line Step outside, take a look aroud Do you see anyone who cares? Spent your whole life steppin' on your friends Still you ain't nowhere Search for a new direction But the past is all you'll find You can count up all your mistakes Blame it on your criminal mind When you lay down with snakes You come up poisoned every time Hey now, baby Don't you think it's high time To change your life's direction Get off the firing line Get off the firing line Woo-hoo Get off the firing line Oh, yes Firing line

Took a lonely feeling just to let them in, and sink like the sun goes down Never close to heaven Feel my feet were burning from the cigarette on the ground There's blood on my hands, there's blood on my hands Yeah, there's blood It's getting hard to listen when the clock is ticking Counting down the days gone by Praying for an answer to another question that will leave you dry You won't understand, with your head in the sand No, you won't But I'll curse the ground where you kneel Till I grow my hair to my heels Spike your water, your wine While you waste my precious time Every time I drink, and try to stop my thinking About the things I said and done Stop the world from turning faster Then I'm learning not to just hide, and run You won't understand, with your head in the sand No, you won't, yeah Love came, and went faster than a penny's bend in this hot machine Nowhere near the devil just somewhere in between you, and me Sworn to secrecy And I'll curse the ground where you kneel Till I grow my hair to my heels Spike your water, your wine There's blood on my hands, there's blood on my hands There's blood on my hands, there's blood on my hands Yeah, there's blood There's blood on my hands, yeah, there's blood Took a lonely feeling just to let them in, and sink like the sun goes down Never close to heaven, feel my feet were burning from the cigarette on the ground

I bite the hand 'cause this hands feeds off me Devoid of emotion, it lives to cheat Ignorance is bliss, and respect I gave you Friend you did claim this Too bad you can't speak the truth Give respect 'Cause the rule is blood for blood Beatings are what you'll inherit this time Fist Bait, your new name Your pain is my shrine Pulverize and break Determination Pleasure I negate Your pain brings me salvation Give respect 'Cause the rule is blood for blood I was born of tension Anger came from frustration I can't back down from aggression Some hard knocks taught me this lesson Give respect 'Cause the rule is blood for blood Give respect 'Cause the rule is blood for blood.