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