Simmer - Kill the Vultures

By the time they seen the light

All you heard was sirens blaring bright

Neighbors staring right at the mess

Feel the fahrenheit

Rising like the tide when the moon’s pulling puppet strings

Cut the links that bind us to all our earthly suffering

Shadows paint a grimace on the witness

Now if he talks he might not walk

But if he don’t then that’s his business

All the facts have been distorted

All that’s certain is the smoking gun

The ceiling swings in the circles

And the windows here won’t open none

The smoke around my head looks like treble clefs

I lost the level step

Now go to Hell until the Devil’s left

The kettle kept me up

Always screaming from the blue flame

Digging in ditches, dumpsters

Dying for a new name

Who changed the locks

Don’t even recognize the building

The figures on the walls are hallways of hungry children

Got nothing for ‘em

Don’t got a penny for a peddler

They only smoke screens

I’m looking for a dust settler

Picking apart the pieces of the puzzle

To relieve the inner struggle

Even leeches in the puddle know to leave the trouble alone

Who’s knocking on my telephone?

How many dial tones will convince you that I ain’t home?

Let the bad blood simmer

Let the bad blood simmer

Let the bad blood simmer

Now you lost in the center of the temper and temperature

Let the bad blood simmer

Let the bad blood simmer

Let the bad blood simmer

Now you caught between the temper and temperature

Tell me who to pray to

Who’s supposed to save you?

There’s nothing to escape from

Nowhere to escape to

The moment that i came to they asked me where i came from

Pointed to the blank sky

Couldn’t speak the same tongue

Name one night that didn’t end in mourning

The storm brings hope but never gives warning

Ain’t enough police tape to cover up this mess

No matter how you frame it we’re just decorating shipwrecks

Ingest a hard pill to swallow

Filled with shards of the bottle

Tip the jar

Let the scars fill your hollow

The soldiers walked in

Should’ve seen the clock spin

We covered up our ears 'cause poisoned mouths

Talk sin-sation temptress

Offensive to the senses

Now who would ever guess you’d be imprisoned by a sentence?

Before i spoke i filled the room with smoke to cleanse it

Conjured the wrong ghosts

Had 'em begging me to end it

Begging me for friendship

Begging me for rations

I told them i’m a fraud, a freeloader and a has-been

Alone

Who’s knocking on my telephone?

How many dial tones will convince you that i ain’t home?

Let the bad blood simmer

Let the bad blood simmer

Let the bad blood simmer

Now you lost in the center of the temper and the temperature

Let the bad blood simmer

Let the bad blood simmer

Let the bad blood simmer

You lost in the center of the temper and the temperature