Metallica

Born to push you around
Better just stay down.
You pull away
He hits the flesh
You hit the ground.

Mouth so full of lies
Tend to black your eyes.
Just keep them closed
Keep praying
Just keep waiting

Waiting for the one
The day that never comes
When you stand up and feel the warmth
But the son shine never comes.
No, the son shine never comes.

Push you cross that line,
Just stay down this time.
Hide in yourself
Crawl in yourself
You’ll have your time.

God I’ll make them pay
Take it back one day.
I’ll end this day.
I’ll splatter color on this gray.

Waiting for the one
The day that never comes
When you stand up and feel the warmth
But the son shine never comes.

Love… is a four letter word,
And never spoken here.
Love… is a four letter word,
Here in this prison.

I suffer this no longer,
I’ll put an end to this, I swear.
This, I swear. The son will shine.
This, I swear,
This, I swear,
This, I swear!