Brute

BETWEEN THE LIQUOR, THE BED AND THE NOISE IN MY HEAD

BETWEEN YOUR MIND AND MY CRIME

AND ME IN THE GRIME

BETWEEN THE GUN, THE LEAD AND THE LIES THAT I SAID

THROUGH YOUR SWEET BREATH COMES THE DAWN OF MY DEATH

TOUCH ME- HATE ME

GIVE YOURSELF TO ME AND BREAK ME

CUT THESE EYES

AND I WILL SEE

KISS THESE LYING LIPS FOR ME

STROKE THIS SKIN

AND WILL KNEEL

BRUTALIZE ME

I WILL HEAL

BETWEEN THE BULLET AND MY LIP

AND THE LIES YOU LET SLIP

BETWEEN THE DIRT OF THIS SOUL

AND YOUR HEART THAT'S A HOLE

BETWEEN THE PLACE WHERE YOU HIT

AND THIS FACE WHERE YOU SPIT

THROUGH YOUR SWEET BREATH COMES THE DAWN OF MY DEATH