[Anders Colsefni & Clown]
Pain, made to order
Pain, made to order
Pain, made to order
Pain
[Anders Colsefni]
Slappin', sittin', scattin' on my back tryin' to relax
Thinkin' about the facts of the crack runnin' through the pack
Division in thought about the war to be fought
For tryin' to mend the ranks, still I get no thanks
They say they mean no disrespect, but this is in effect
I take to heart the part I play everyday
Uninformed is one thing, stupid is another
Keep runnin' your mouth, but don't call me brother
I'm tryin' to find someone on my side
'Cause bangin' heads all the time starts to grind at my gear and at my will
But, persistent I am still
So when one insubordinate fucker tries to test me
Blow to the head, then an entrail rend
Guts on the floor, but you want more?
Show you the strength of tenth rank
Pain is the only way to teach kids these days
[ Anders Colsefni & Clown,]
Open your eyes, you've realized
Talk back to me, your punk-ass dies
[Anders Colsefni, Clown,]
Only one of us walks away
Only one of us walks away
Only one of us walks away
Only one of us walks away
I'm all you know, where will you go?
Valhalla's gone, with your soul
[ Anders Colsefni with Clown]
Only one of us walks away
Only one of us walks away
Only one of us walks away
Only one of us walks away
Only one of us walks away (Walk the fuck away) (Watch it)
Only one of us walks away (Walk the fuck away) (Watch it)
Only one of us walks away (Walk the fuck away) (Watch it)
Only one of us walks away (Walk the fuck away) (Watch it)
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