Lletres: End Of Silence (The). Ugly People Ugly Problems. Ride The Bullet.

It's cocked and loaded
As I point this at you
Right at your head
God I wanna hurt you
Then under my breath
I whisper these last words

I feel your pain and at the same time
I see your faces in the smoke
One is always lying
One is always crying
Always bitching always whining
Nothing seems to satisfy him

It's now or never
Lay your cards down brother
Thorn or sliver
What are you going to be?
Then under my breath
I whisper these last words

I feel your pain and at the same time
I see your faces in the smoke
One is always lying
One is always crying
Always bitching always whining
Nothing seems to satisfy him

No one can seem to satisfy him
Nothing is ever good enough

You threw some rocks and broke some windows
on your way out
And I can't believe you blamed everyone else but yourself
Methodically you maneuvered shit to work out your way
Well you are gone now so let's move on now

I am sorry but I feel no pain
And at the same time
I see your faces in the smoke
One is always lying
One is always crying
Always bitching always whining
Nothing seems to satisfy him

No one can seem to satisfy him
No one is ever good enough

Shot.....Shot.....Shot......Shot