High Road
You let the storm come wipe us out
I saw the fog snuff you out
I saw the ocean come take you under
I have my boot stuck in your mouth
I have you screaming for your last breath, yeah
I shoved them up deep inside
I should've waited for thee devour
You take the high road down
I take the ground below you
You take the high road down
I take the ground below
You are the one who nobody likes
You are the plague that was brought here by rats
I like to hunt you, lets fight
Watching you fade out and never come back
You take the high road down
I take the ground below you
You take the high road down
I take the ground below
You take the high road down,
I take the ground below you.
You take the high road down,
I take the ground below.
Writer/s: Bill Kelliher / Brann Dailor / Brent Hinds / Troy Sander