Ten Ground and Down

Ah ha , ha ah....
I have here ..see I.... have here is my hand
As blue and cold as...a meek star old
Go for a pound, ten ground and down
Ten ground and downWhen the morning after...coughs a grateful mile.
Curse the morning after, Tuesday's child.
Wake into the hearts... of gold in my hand
Gauge report..pending, promised land.Here is my heart and head-
Its my job... as a blade
When blind, I fade to a cold star old then...
And go for a pound, ten ground and down.
Ten ground and downCareful when your skin returns to dirt and gold
Boning bastards trash the centerfold
Miracle and madness seem to start the race
Tuesday's child removes, her guilty faceI have here ..see I.... have here is my hand
As blue and cold as a meek star old
And...go for a pound, ten ground and down.
Ten ground and downI'm not gonna take this shit anymore!
I wanna have it....in my heart!
You see, I've seen it all before,
Ten down and hundreds more.Try to mend credentials, dirt remains sublime.
Silence and addiction, undermine.
Kick the bastards out..crawling.
Nail it to his chest.
Bone and skin descending...burns...at bestHere is my heart and head-
Its my job... as a blade
When blind, I fade to a cold star old then...
And go for a pound, ten ground and down.
Ten ground and down.I'm not gonna have this anymore.
You see, I've had it all before.
I won't be beaten to the ground,
Ten down and then ten more