Lyrics Shoot Frank (With Daryl Palumbo) - Cage
One
last
vein
to
poke
made
it
too
dark
to
see
this
Scenery
slips
then
line
up
to
go
in
the
ground
and
leave
us
So
repeat
this
till
I'm
sick
and
I
won't
feed
this
To
my
little
girl
who
kept
me
in
this
world
to
beat
this
As
a
little
kid
taught
to
follow
Jesus
Get
to
the
front
of
the
line
I'm
bein'
lead
by
elitists
So
when
I
speak
words
that
I
don't
mean
It's
like
I'm
only
in
a
cloud
to
wonder
what
serene
is
Unable
to
wake
and
delete
the
reasons
Or
be
the
same
bed
I
made
up
to
sleep
with
demons
Whether
sick
sane
of
a
pattern
repeated
If
I
spit
pain
I
knew
how
to
relieve
it
If
at
sixteen
I
had
started
to
treat
it
Till
my
shit
changed
whether
or
not
I
would
need
it
To
trace
back
to
the
face
before
the
fetus
If
the
departure
was
wrong
from
the
gate
then
she
is
Trigger
finger
itch
The
son
of
a
snitch
I'm
the
rat's
favorite
son
Last
to
pal
and
cut
Slit
to
bleed
the
rust
By
the
last
heart
I've
won
We
roll
under
covers
waiting
I've
tied
off
a
limb
debating
If
all
of
the
names
forsaken
Spell
out
what
I'm
takin'
Watching
the
skin
pop
I
would
do
anything
to
Tell
you
what
I've
been
late
to
Fix
up
my
head
and
escape
to
Where
I
can
rest
my
eyes
The
sun
says
wake
up
with
a
beam
in
my
eyes
Clutchin'
the
bed
like
she's
still
by
my
side
part
of
me
died
Even
when
I
prescribed
still
just
to
be
ostracized
'Cuz
she
don't
really
know
if
she
wants
to
ride
or
drive
While
no
nooses
long
enough
to
hang
my
excuses
Whether
I'm
dead,
gun
to
my
head,
or
reclusive
The
end
is
close
almost
no
need
for
money
Yet
when
I
wished
for
death
nobody
took
my
life
from
me
If
I
cannot
see
what's
right
in
front
of
me
And
the
lights
on
there
still
wouldn't
be
enough
to
leave
I
fixed
me
when
I
broke
the
aggression
But
I'm
still
attracted
to
my
beautiful
depression
If
I
felt
emotions
I
learned
to
suppress
'em
Till
I'm
ready
to
sleep
I'll
have
found
a
place
to
rest
then
No
thanks
to
angst
I
learned
my
lesson
And
can
erase
the
face
that
can't
answer
the
questions
Trigger
finger
itch
The
son
of
a
snitch
I'm
the
rat's
favorite
son
And
by
the
time
I'm
back
That
heart
that
beats
so
black
Let
it
shine
like
his
gun
We
roll
under
covers
waiting
I've
tied
off
a
limb
debating
If
all
of
the
names
forsaken
Spell
out
what
I'm
taking
Watching
the
skin
pop
![Cage - Hell's Winter](https://pic.Lyrhub.com/img/i/c/i/0/1p98ev0ici.jpg)
1 Good Morning
2 Too Heavy for Cherubs
3 The Death of Chris Palko (With Camu Tao)
4 Stripes
5 Shoot Frank (With Daryl Palumbo)
6 Scenester
7 Perfect World
8 Subtle Art of the Break Up Song
9 Peeranoia
10 Left It to Us (With EL-P, Aesop Rock, Tame 1 & Yak Ballz)
11 Public Property
12 Lord Have Mercy
13 Hell's Winter
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