8 Days I feel broken down again Bottles gone & Blood is on my hands 8 Days now that I'm on the run Bodies found & now they've got my gun Hard times creepin up on me Bastard son born to misery Forced my hand & now the bodies lay Guess I'll never see judgement day Every time I feel freedom in my veins I'm reminded of a noose that bears my name Broken dreams seem to be my only friends I think of her & I wish this weren't the end Now I've reached the final stand Blood & Sweat are pourin from my hands I'm outgunned but I'm takin someone down I think of her as my body hits the ground Every time I feel freedom in my veins I'm reminded of a noose that bears my name Broken dreams seem to be my only friends I think of her & I wish this weren't the end