The Wait / New High In Lows - Overkill

«Aw, you up against it now mother fuckers

You think you’re big time?

You gonna fucking die

Big time!

You ready?

Here come the pain!»

Al Pachino «Carlito's Way»

Waiting for my heart to stop, I hear it beating in the dark

It keeps me up here, where I lay

A constant source of aggravation for an overactive imagination

Keeps me awake, here where I lay

I will wait

Sizing up a brand new rope to use it now would be a joke

To hang me up here where I wait

Turning on the light that blinds me to make it easier to find me

And light me up here where I wait

I will wait

Erase the pain of what I know

Not the smell of mercy on me

I’m reaching down into a new high in lows

Not the smell of mercy on me

Whats been doin' where ya comin' from?

Where you been hiding?

Been missing more than some

Took a ride when I should’a walked

Got there way to fast

Should’a listened 'stead of talked

First become the last

Waiting for my heart to stop, I hear it beating in the dark

It keeps me up here where I wait

But I will wait

Not the smell of mercy on me

New high in lows

Not the smell of mercy on me