Coffee flows in all directions and he takes what he needs Thirty years of slumber, awakened only craving meat The underground conditions always made it feel so right Necessary bleeding, bare hands replace the need for knives The world just won't believe truth Or let you hibernate And who know why they'd need to Their frequent interruptions You wish they'd all just go away... Coffee stained and coated, newspapers and leaves Buried beneath the will to hang trophies and feed Move among the cities, feeding off the life Precious when they're breathing Bare hands replace the need for knives All confused and locked away Can't ignore the hunger, minutes pa** like days Try to fake it, good behavior pays Only when you lie, mouths keep telling you Hunt or investigate, searching's worth the wait to frame... (30 years underground) The world just won't believe truth (Make believe they're not around) Or let you hibernate (Leave me lonely in the crowd) And who knows why they'd need to Their frequent interruptions You wish they'd all just go away... just go away