I don't care if it takes some time
I'm gonna make it right
I'm gonna make it right

Turn the head three hundred and sixty degrees
Bite the hand that feeds
I don't care if it tasted like Poisson
Rip the legs from the thighs
Feed the prison, open the eyes
I don't care if it tastes like poison
I'm gonna feed the prison, feed the prison

Color in the lakes of red
Pile of bones for my bed
I'm gonna take some time, I'm gonna take some time
[mystery scream]
Feed the prison
Not a tear will be shed
The only color is red, red
I don't care if it takes some time
I'm gonna make it right, I'm gonna make it right
Turn the head three hundred and sixty degrees
Bite the hand that feeds
I don't care if it tastes like poison
Feed the prison and open the eyes

Not a tear will be shed
The only color is red
I don't care if it tastes like poison
I'm gonna feed the prison
I'm gonna feed the prison
I'm gonna feed it

Copyright: Peermusic Publishing, WORDS & MUSIC A DIV OF BIG DEAL MUSIC LLC
Writer(s): CHRISTOPHER J. CORNELL, HIRO YAMAMOTO