now you want your pound of flesh
make your piece and cut and run
until he draws his last breath
you'll hurt the ones you love
and you run
why do you run
you just run away
and you run
why do you run
you just run away
it's just the devil you know
sticks and stones and cuts and blood
you lie and lie away
(and) now you speak in his tongue
and you run
why do you run
you just run away
and you run
why do you run
you just run away
the weeds are overgrown the flowers all dead
you should've taken better care
should've cleared your head
now there's nothing left no gardening left to do
should've have pulled the weeds and dead away
could've grown something new
but violence makes violence
and violence breeds violence
makes violence
victims aren't we all
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