This Is Your Face on Dogs

Lyrics for This Is Your Face on Dogs

All of me out of my body All of me out of my mental All of me out of my mental All of me out of my body All of me out Fuck it, one, two, three, go Not your dog Won't play dead Fuck the hand Aim for the neck Not your dog Won't play dead Fuck the hand Aim for the neck Madness whispered in my ear I'm your future I'll show you fear Fuck the mirror You're one of us Because you're young You're arrogant And ugly as fuck My head is full of prolapsed memories All the suspense with none of the release Made a hole in my frontal lobe, so the panic leaks I'll save it in a jar and send it to my enemies Flip your skin, let the ugly out Flip your skin, let the ugly out We were kids, just trash riding trash Part one of my epitaph All the stink under my god-given mask I cut it off and let go of the past Flip your skin, let the ugly out Flip your skin, let the ugly out Not your dog Won't play dead Fuck the hand Aim for the neck Not your dog Won't play dead Fuck the hand Aim for the neck Madness whispered in my ear I'm your future I'll show you fear Fuck the mirror You're one of us Because you're young You're arrogant And ugly as fuck Eyes on the prize One foot in the grave No rest for the obsessed Keep sharpening your blade Eyes on the prize One foot in the grave No rest for the obsessed Keep sharpening your blade Eyes on the prize One foot in the grave No rest for the obsessed Keep sharpening your blade Eyes on the prize One foot in the grave No rest for the obsessed Keep sharpening your blade