I used up your compassion. So I've come to make a trade. You can hate me but just love me in return. And if I know where to find you. I'll stay out of your way.
Milk Thistle, milk Thistle. Let me down slow. Help me go slow. I've been carrying on. . I'm not scared of nothing. I'll go pound for pound. I keep death on my mind.
I traveled though the atmosphere as a wall of feedback climbed. The pegs were gold, the band was old, they played in half time. Now every dream gets whittled down just like every fool gets wise.
I heard you're scheming new pyramids. Another big idea to get you rich. Make a plan to love me sometime soon. . You said you had your foot in the door.