One Room, One Axe, One Outcome
Unleash the dogs of war tonight
Like a rabbit in the headlights I'm about to die alright
Don't need no manners when you've got a gun
So gimme back my bullets cos I'm about to come undone
Been drinking whiskey all night long
I know I've got a job to do
So I'm about to do it wrong
Burning my candle at both ends
Obeying orders in the faith that the devil sends
One room for finding myself in
One axe for talking to god
One pill for self-medication
Sweet flesh is all that I've got
Can't stop this now we've come too far
This kind of justice is so bizzarre
These dirty habits die so hard
Like dripping skin, like dripping skin on battle scars
Lets find ourselves a war tonight
Gotta keep this tank a' rollin so were gonna be alright
Who says we have to die so young
When I've got nicotine stains and blisters on my tongue
One room for finding myself in
One axe for talking to god
One pill for self-medication
Sweet flesh is all that I've got
Writer(s): Ben Ward, Joe Hoare, Chris Turner, Martyn Millard
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