John Cody - Cut To The Bone (feat. Perla Battala, Kate Markowitx, & Greg Leisz) Lyrics

I'd offer you a penny for your thoughts but I'm not sure just what they're worth|I walk these city streets of misery wondering why the hell I'm on this earth|I'm asking you right now what do you think will hurt the worst your death or birth?|All this pain I see round me won't justify this dialogue of dearth|And I don't want an entourage of hired friends|And I don't know a lot about life except it ends| |So I don't really want to be the sacrificial lamb to your denial|The kind of love that ends in death is not the kind of case that ends at trial|I don't understand the refuge of facts and figures that wind up on file|There's a frequency of fear now that you cannot call up on any dial|All I can feel is broken teeth and bleeding gums|And all I can see is something wicked this way comes| |In our opposing hearts the seeds of lies are sown|And in the synthesis of opposites the truth is known|After worried words what could else be shown|In the enterprise of cursive cries|We sympathize or cut to the bone|I'd rather be alone| |I have to tell the truth about the ugliness of my own frustration|It's hard for me and I can't agree with the sickness I believe it grips our nation|I've been accused that the words I use serve only fan the flames of consternation|It's true in part but from the heart I really want resolve the conversation|Yet at this point I have but just one goal|I'm going to test you to your motherf*cking soul| |In our opposing hearts the seeds of lies are sown|And in the synthesis of opposites the truth is known|After worried words what could else be shown|In the enterprise of cursive cries|We sympathize or cut to the bone|I'd rather be alone