Blood on my hands and the dead are risen
I can see black smoke off of the west horizon
My hearts on the line, my heads in prison
Now I'm doin time and the bars are crying

Fires are far away but the rains on me
The sky is hazy with heavy lies
With every line a few more fly
With every line another man fries

Dead friends, dead family, and dead faith
Wanna say don't give up, but its not my place
Wanna say just get up, but its not my place
My place is with dead blood and dead belief

Razor lines on glass tables
Dead kids in dark fables
Eyes are jaded, head is faded
But drugs make me elated

Fill the liver with  joy
Treat a life like its a toy
Wind it up and watch gears crunch
Couple keys of the green og kush

Smokin one while my brothers get rubbed out
Wonder if they'll ever let my uncle out
I hope not, If they do I'll cut his lights out
Blood is thicker than water now whats that about

The blood pumps down storm drains on a sunny day
And water is thick with lead and iron now we all gonna pay
Cause we all have debts in Iron, debts in blood, its collection day
The well is dry but bloods pumpin in our veins, we gotta pay

The dead take their due for the debts they accrue
Sins of my father found me and now I'm through
Riddled by addiction and collection through and through
Here comes the toll and the funds are looking few

What can you do we all got debts collecting on our hearts
Time for the bloodletting bleed out till debt finally parts
All we can do is suffer and accrue, wail and lament
Its how life collects its payment