Lyrics Clip the Apex... Accept Instruction - Live - The Dillinger Escape Plan

That lashed right on the head of the nail
A thousand years, it was the last moment
Figured it out, how the honey burns
Figured it out, stick on me so sweet

Decoy this crap
Hide this broken boy
Decoy your crap
Fuck you 'cause I've rotted
Figured it out, how the honey burns
Figured it out, stick on me so sweet

I've broken down
I'm that kid, so naive
Bet it all
I just lost the whole thing

Just lost, it all.
Figured it out, for that money.
Sing us plenty
Cover me baby
Red for money
Proves it's phony
Red for money
Proves it's phony

Step right up, you won that prize.
I've rotted, I lost the house.
I bet it all.
Proves it's phony.

Fuck you 'cause I've rotted.