No hope of rescue I'm trapped here alone If I don't dig my own way out I'll die here
Gave my loyalty too soon Now the fork-tongued viper's dead Is dead yeah yeah
Weather is shiftin' So cold goin' up Through a pinhole of light I see vultures circlin'
Bottom feeders dig my skin Winner bring a parasite With him
Weak or pulverized No better medicine Angels have been advised Don't want no requiem
I'll just haunt you like a phantom limb I'll just haunt you like a phantom limb
Gonna wear you like a second skin I'll haunt you like a phantom limb
(Solo)
Every new second Getting harder to break No matter which side I end up on This ain't over
My regrets are very true Still so much was lies (again?) By you
Weak or pulverized No better medicine Angels have been advised Don't want no requiem
I'll just haunt you like a phantom limb I'll just haunt you like a phantom limb
Gonna wear you like a second skin I'll haunt you like a phantom limb
Compositores: Jerry Fulton Cantrell Jr (Cantrell Jerry) (SESAC), Michael Allen Inez (ASCAP), Sean Howard Kinney (ASCAP), Willian Bradley Duval Iii (ASCAP)Editores: Round Hill Copyrights (SESAC), Round Hill Songs (ASCAP)Administração: W M B Music (SESAC), Wc Music Corp (ASCAP)ECAD verificado obra #34529417 em 07/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM