How to Handle a Rope (A Lesson in the Lariat)

Too late to think & filter anymore A bitter pill to swallow cause maybe you're.. ..In a blanket haze of ephedrine I'm wonderin' where the hell you been So come on and right this wrong, you know You got it all right You got a feeling I'd rather open up my wrist, let it go You got it all right You got a feeling There's devils and ropes around your neck You can't even know You can't hear it? Can't hear it Ain't got a mind to deal with anymore Saboteur! infiltrator! maybe more. If you're not blind and deaf, how can we pollute your head? So come on and right this wrong, you know And I got it all right I got a feeling You'd rather open up your wrist, and let it go I got it all right, yeah I got a feeling There's devils and ropes around my neck I can't even know 'Cause they can't hear it Can't hear it Can't hear it Can't hear it