Too late to think or filter anymore
A bitter pill to swallow, maybe you're
In a blanket haze of ephedrine
I'm wonderin' where the hell you been
So come on and right this wrong, the rope

You've got it all right
You got a feeling
I'd rather open up my wrist, let it go
You got it all right
You've got a feeling
'Cause devils and ropes around your neck
Cursing them all
And you can't hear it
Can't hear it

Ain't got a mind to deal with anymore
[ From: http://www.elyrics.net ]
Saboteur, infiltrator, and maybe more
If you're not blind and deaf, how can we pollute your head?
So come on and right this wrong, the rope

And I got it all right
I got a feeling
You'd rather open up your wrists, let it go
I got it all right
Yeah, I got a feeling
'Cause devils and ropes around my neck can't even know
'Cause they can't hear it
Can't hear it
Can't hear it
Can't hear it

Songwriter(s): Josh Homme
Copyright: Board Stiff Music, Universal Music Publishing Ltd.
Official lyrics powered by