Premenishen - The Great Beat Down Lyrics

Verse 1
Markings on my knuckles look like, a jail house tattoo,
Why's that all thats wrong with me,
And now there's blood thats on you.
I've thought about the ways I hate you probably a 1,000 times.
But the thought that comes to mind is the summer of 95.


Chorus
The - great - beat - down
Suffer unto me in the midst of tragedy,
Suffer unto in me your house of majesty
Suffer unto me and I'll make the frogs you see
How hard is it to see looking through black eyes.

Verse 2
Looking in the mirror for some sign of remorse inside,
But all this relentless hate never seems to subside.
I think about that night that you fell to pieces in my hands,
Save me a spot in Ed Gein's wood shed.

Chorus

(Breakdown)
Blood is on my hands,
I wasn't aware,
Your insides are dark red,
I thought all you were was black.

Your blood is my head,
I wasn't aware
Your insides are dark red,
I thought all you were was black.