RETRIBUTION Lyrics

I hope you got a clear conscience

From all you've done to me

And I hope you've come to some conclusion

That puts the fault on me

When I was a child, my momma said

Don't say nothin if it ain't nice

Well I've reached the end of my rope

And movin on won't suffice

I dreamed I saw out east of Eden

The cherubim and the flaming sword

I dreamed I ran to the kitchenette

And grabbed a knife from the drawer

I own every choice I've ever made

But some tangos are made for two

And I hope you've made some kinda peace

That moves the fault away from you