Homebound - Makers

My minds like a loaded gun

The things in my head

Are pushing me to do the stupidest things I swear

You’re nothing more to me

Than my fist in your face

And I will watch you hit the floor

Damn

I have busted your lip and now I’m wanting and needing more

Damn

My heart has been racing

My knife has been tasting the flesh on your bones

Its just repeated, Repeated and now I feel the need to run home

But where is home for me?

You are a killer

You are a monster

Did you take a look in his eyes

When you took his sons from his side

Did you take a look in his eyes

When his wife went blind from your knife

Take a look in his eyes.