Back from the Bayou
Full of wicked
A red hooded rider
Her Scythe loaded
Ready to go
I feel remiss
Knocked down
In a twist
The words coming outta her mouth
Gonna plead
Borrow, beg
You're full of greed
A life that she can't afford
Is it me?
Or the riches
that you fiend
That's got ya running off to somebody else
Gonna make ya see
What ya should've seen
Go on walk through the door
If ya wanna leave
Then go on and leave
There ain't no
Coming
Back from the bayou
Gonna make ya see
What ya should've seen
Go on walk through the door
If ya wanna leave
Then go on and leave
There ain't no
Coming
Back from the bayou
Quick precision
A slow knife that's fishing
Gonna hunker down
And bide my time
Bad decisions
Haunt the ghost of premonition
Skim the surface
With them predator eyes
Before the kill
There's a quiet that you'll feel
And I'm hoping
You can hear this too
I told you...
Gonna make ya see
What ya should've seen
Go on walk through the door
If ya wanna leave
Then go on and leave
There ain't no
Coming
Back from the bayou
Gonna make ya see
What ya should've seen
Go on walk through the door
If ya wanna leave
Then go on and leave
There ain't no
Coming
Back from the bayou
A red hooded rider
Her Scythe loaded
Ready to go
I feel remiss
Knocked down
In a twist
The words coming outta her mouth
Gonna plead
Borrow, beg
You're full of greed
A life that she can't afford
Is it me?
Or the riches
that you fiend
That's got ya running off to somebody else
Gonna make ya see
What ya should've seen
Go on walk through the door
If ya wanna leave
Then go on and leave
There ain't no
Coming
Back from the bayou
Gonna make ya see
What ya should've seen
Go on walk through the door
If ya wanna leave
Then go on and leave
There ain't no
Coming
Back from the bayou
Quick precision
A slow knife that's fishing
Gonna hunker down
And bide my time
Bad decisions
Haunt the ghost of premonition
Skim the surface
With them predator eyes
Before the kill
There's a quiet that you'll feel
And I'm hoping
You can hear this too
I told you...
Gonna make ya see
What ya should've seen
Go on walk through the door
If ya wanna leave
Then go on and leave
There ain't no
Coming
Back from the bayou
Gonna make ya see
What ya should've seen
Go on walk through the door
If ya wanna leave
Then go on and leave
There ain't no
Coming
Back from the bayou
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Writer(s): Joseph Fitch
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