Here, sleep at the bottom of hellnYour time has come to pick the roadnYou walk in this talenTurned and as a coward you've learnednThrough sickness and healthnThere's only onenNow go and bite your tonguennYou'll just say the worst of menWith a hope they'll understandnNo, they know you're just a boynSo grow up and be a mannLittle baby, kicking, you scream and whinenVictims pay the price eventuallynThe cost? let's see your lifennYou've got nothing to prove, stay afraidnYoung brother, you've got nothing to provennYour answer is in therenJust stare down the barrelnYour sincerest apologiesnWon't write you out of this onenTonight, you'll find the rightnIn the pull of the trigger, now bitenOh young fools, don't cry anymorennA fear sleeps inside your stomachnIt swellsnA torn boy alone in need of fix and the pinch that cures the itchnFor too longnThis little baby has cried onnFor tomorrow we'll sing the words and songnOf a time we're glad is long gonennYou'll just say the worst of menWith a hope they'll understandnNo, they know you're just a boynSo grow up and be that mannLittle baby, kicking, you scream and whinenVictims pay the price eventuallynThe cost? let's see... your lifennYou've got nothing to prove, stay afraidnYoung brother, you've got nothing to provennYour answer is in therenJust stare down the barrelnYour sincerest apologiesnWon't write you out of this onenTonight, you'll find the rightnIn the pull of the trigger, now bitenOh young fools, don't crynnMother superiornCome catch the rabbit, he runsnMy how've you beennYou're frightened of leaving this truly gone fishing amalgamnGo fetch your gunnnYour answer is in therenJust stare down the barrelnYour sincerest apologiesnWon't write you out of this onenTonight, you'll find the rightnIn the pull of the trigger, now bitenOh young fools, don't crynnNot anymore, don't cry boynNot anymore, don't cry boynNot anymore, don't cry boynWhen your sick to the stomachnJust pull out the knife, Oh nonnDon't cry boynNot anymore, don't cry boynNot anymore, don't cry boynWhen your sick to the stomachnJust pull out the knife, Oh no