Frostilicus

You need to listen to us right now

'Cause some whack shit is going down

The pushing and shoving out

If you don't say a word to her then I will

Such a shame that you haven't got the guts to spill

Tell me, where do I go?

I wish that I didn't know

A slave to the wages of sin

Where do I begin?

Sort it out, you got your fucking head screwed on wrong mate

You need to listen to us

You always felt you had a point to prove

But the truth is that you've got nothing that you need to prove to us

You need to straighten out, buckle up, fly right

It's just a matter of trust

You always said that you felt so sure

But you just crashed the proverbial bus

You need to think about what you need

'Cause if we can't get the stone to bleed

At least we can plant the seed

You need some time alone to get your mind right

It'll all make sense to you in hindsight

'Cause you know when you've had enough

You know when you've got it rough

You know when you've had enough

At least you know

When it's time to cut the cord

At least

You know when you're getting bored

Tell me, where do I go?

I wish that I didn't know

A slave to the wages of sin

Where do I begin?