Lyrics

This wolf it moves in and out of time
She begins to stare
She begins to mime
But something seems so strange
When I filled my glass it appeared half full
With the sips you took
Wrapped up in wool
Now you're overcome with this need
Yesterday's tomorrow is todays bleeding machine
If we hand the gun to Abel would he use it to cut down Cain
The fire thats lights your way burns the witch
You dopefiend hick son of a bitch
You never looked so we took your eyes
So we might see
So you might cry
But something seems so strange
Everything to you is a tragedy
There's no one to help
There's no one to bleed
Now you're getting so thirsty
Yesterday's tomorrow is todays bleeding machine
If we hand the gun to Abel would he use it to cut down Cain
The fire thats lights your way burns the witch
You dopefiend hick son of a bitch
Yesterday's tomorrow is todays bleeding machine
If we hand the gun to Abel would he use it to cut down Cain
The fire thats lights your way burns the witch
You dopefiend hick son of a bitch