Testo Assassins

I know you've had too much to drink again,
where's your control?
I know you regret the things that you said,
but where's my control?

You'll be stumbling out of the bar,
trying to sober up for your ride,
but it's not working. No, it's not.
And I'm here with a cigarette lit,
and you can't see me,
but you can smell my breath,
because I'm waiting for you.

So why don't you kill me
if you can't get to me
before you can guarantee your safety?
But it's too late.
I already sent them here
to kill you.

And then they pulled out all of your teeth,
and snapped out the back of your neck, just like all those ravenous dogs
that eat at your flesh and devour your bones,
just to see the inside of your heart,
or better yet, your soul;
and I just stood there and watched.

So that no one else would know,
my fingers picked up all your scattered bones
and buried them in a hole so no one else would know.

I turned their attention to me,
and all the scenes and images that just happened
were all in my head,
and now they're biting at my hands.