Taste The Red Hands Lyrics

Let it burn in your eyes, your cover is blown this time and you know
But you know this was gonna happen and you could taste the red hands
And like the flies, you'll eat the worst of everything
But you know this was gonna happen, you could taste the red handsBut you needed this
You needed this
You needed this
You needed thisThere's a glossary of dirty words for people just like you
And only for people like you, I reserve the words
Backstabbers and money whores and dirty rotten millionaires
That always wanted morePull the wool on my eyes, like a crooked, burnt out saint
I believed and soaked in every word you said
Always tasting red hands but the fight never ended and we're all here
Singing loud for revolution and sitting battles outBut you needed this
You needed this
You needed this
You needed thisThere's a glossary of dirty words for people just like you
And only for people like you I reserve the words
Backstabbers and money whores and dirty rotten millionaires

That always wanted moreAnd it's sick outside but I'm trying to keep you alive
And it's sick outside but I'm trying to keep you alive
And it's sick outside but I'm trying to keep you aliveThere's a glossary of dirty words for people just like you
And only for people like you I reserve the words
Backstabbers and money whores and dirty rotten millionaires
That always wanted moreAnd all fingers are pointing right at you
And all fingers are pointing right at you
And all fingers are pointing right at youBut I burned this down for you
Songwriters
Zachary Aaron Miles;Joshua Alan Shellabarger;Brandon Travis Rike;Todd Franklin Osborn;Chad John ShellabargerPublished by
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