Bruce DickinsonMeltdown

Hey you wait... cringing in the dark You create what you always fear A puppet of hatred dishing out poison You use me, for bait, your begging bowl of lies Chain letters of sniveling compromise I can smell the difference... your truth and your fiction You and your twisted convictions Were you my friend when I belonged? Were you my friend when I was strong? Were you my friend when I was weak? Were you my friend when I was crawling calling... out of my head? Cold, like your blood the snake is always cool (cool) When things get tough You slither on the ground You cover up your tracks when I'm around It's over now my friend Your dog has got its day It's payback time, or what you had to say You're stuck with the life you made Stuck with the plans you made Stuck with everything you are © 2017