Testo Punishment

Take all my money, but leave me my soul
Burn down my house, I'm ready to go
Backwards, but without plans to regress
You can have all of me, a pound of my flesh

'Cause Mama
I was told that punishment will come to
Those of us who don't do what we're made to But how on earth is anyone to know
If the lane you travel is your own?

Take all my blood out and bottle it up
If you'd like to try a sip, I'll grab you a cup
Open my skull and play with my brain
Poke around all you wish, just free me from pain

'Cause Mama
I was told that punishment will come to
Those of us who don't do what we're made to
But how on earth is anyone to know
If the lane you travel is your own?