Bitter Man

The same starting line,
The same starting impetus,
How did it turn out so bad?
How could it go so wrong?

I guess it was in the cards
The demon on your back
That's gonna break your wings
That's gonna watch you fall

Then lying down in the dirt
You look up at the sky
To see the black star above
To watch your life flying past

To cheer up lie to yourself, man
To cheer up lie to yourself, man

A part of you has died
Gangrene is gaining ground
Smells like you're rotting away
Smells like you're putrifying

If you want to save your life
You got to sharpen the knife
That's gonna cut through the flesh
That will break off the ties

It's pure survival instinct
It might hurt like hell
But not as much as it would
If you don't do it

To cheer up lie to yourself, man
To cheer up lie to yourself, man

Self-slandering man, self-hating man
The demon in your head, stigmata in your hands
Doors locked, windows shut, prison of consequences
Who thinks you wanted this?

It's all over now
The bleeding has ceased
But forever you will feel
The phantom limb
You're gonna feel it...