Woorden: Anthrax. Volume 8 - The Threat is Real. Big Fat.

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(Anthrax)

Looming large like a favorite son
One more time comes my obsession
Like a mountain stream that ends in mud
I'm wading in shit waiting for the flood
Sinking!

(You did, you did, you did...)
Left me hating
(You did, you did, you did...)
Contemplating

I'm drinking strenght for comic relief
While i?m growing super weak in the knees
You asked me can I deliver
Like a monster crossing the Hudson River
Stomping!

(You did, you did, you did...)
Left me waning
(You did, you did, you did...)
Slowly draining
Feet of clay that are stuck to the floor
(You did, you did, you did...)
And with vanity you want more

Big fat kill
Carrying the weight of the world
Carrying the weight of the world
Carrying the weight of the world in my hands

I'm biting my tounge so much it hurts
But at the same time I'm at a loss for words
The things I've seen should have left me blind
So it makes me happy that I'm loosing my mind
Laughing!

(You did, you did, you did...)
Left me waning
(You did, you did, you did...)
Slowly draining
Feet of clay that are stuck to the floor
(You did, you did, you did...)
And with vanity you want more

Big fat kill
Carrying the weight of the world
Carrying the weight of the world
Carrying the weight of the world in my hands

Carrying the weight of the world
Carrying the weight of the world
Carrying the weight of the world
Carrying the weight of the world in my hands
Carrying the weight of the world

Carrying the weight of the world
Carrying the weight of the world
Carrying the weight of the world in my hands

Carrying the weight of the world
Carrying the weight of the world
Carrying the weight of the world
Carrying the weight of the world in my hands
Carrying the weight of the world

You asked me can I deliver
Like a monster crossing the Hudson River

Carrying the weight of the world in my hands
Carrying the weight of the world

The things I've seen should have left me blind
So it makes me happy that I'm loosing my mind