Back here againWhat are you running from?Just walk right out of the fireInto the freezing coldNow and thenUnder the oak tree you should run toYour cards all look so direIs it now the time to fold?Can't stay here and sure as hell can't runNo whispers of hope to hear youStarving days are doneClose your eyes and wait for the bite of the gunFeel the rope around your fearsI can't say it's been funCome hell or high watersI don't know which one is worseCome closer now you fuckersEnjoy the funJoin me in my curseNo such luckWhat the *It's not my time to goYeahThrow my ass on the backof the truckAnd send me back to shoreOne man's left like a sitting duckDon't know which way to goYeahGotta face the musicAnd jump out through the doorCome hell or high watersI don't know which one is worseCome hell or high waters I don't know which one is worseCome hell or high waters Don't know which one is worseCome hell or high watersI don't know which one is worseCome hell or high waters