Clip the Apex... Accept Instruction - The Dillinger Escape Plan

That lashed right on the head of the nail

A thousand years, it was the last moment

Figured it out, how the honey burns

Figured it out, stick on me so sweet

Decoy this crap

Hide this broken boy

Decoy your crap

Fuck you 'cause I’ve rotted

Figured it out, how the honey burns

Figured it out, stick on me so sweet

I’ve broken down

I’m that kid, so naive

Bet it all

I just lost the whole thing

Just lost, it all

Figured it out, for that money

Sing us plenty

Cover me baby

Red for money

Proves it’s phony

Red for money

Proves it’s phony

Step right up, you won that prize

I’ve rotted, I lost the house

I bet it all

Proves it’s phony

Fuck you 'cause I’ve rotted