The Bad Thing

Save me, save me, God forsake me
Under flat stones, with black bones, there lay my baby
It was a cold December, cold and rainy
My knees felt heavy and my muddy hands shaky
I tore apart the earth just to get back to my baby
I ripped the flesh right off the bone just to feel him again
But now I'm sinking in the grey, sinking in the grave
And heaven heard that I did a bad, bad thing

I did a bad thing
I did a bad thing
I did a bad thing
I did a bad thing
I did a bad thing
I did a bad thing
I did a bad thing
Oh, I did a bad thing

Sometimes night brings out
Faces you don't see
My map is stained with blood
From the places I have been

Who in their right mind would do the shit you're asking
I'll give it one good try to make him do the bad thing

Sometimes night brings out
Faces you don't see
My map is in my blood
From the places I have been

Who in their right mind would do the shit you're asking
I'll give it one good try to make him do the bad thing

Dead boys
No noise

Who in their right mind would do the shit you're asking
I'll give it one good try to make him do the bad thing
To make him do the bad thing
To make him do the bad thing
To make him do the bad thing
To make him do the bad thing