Aw Man!

Aw Man!
Drag me out of the soil
Chase me out of this town
There's a saying about spiders
When the rain comes falling down
A body made of blood loss and hunger
Murdered in the rain and thunder
Half a man and half undead
You'll be next if he's left unfed

I dug myself out of my resting place
A blunt object you wouldn't like
I woke up dizzy and dazed with my mind all crazed
And a little bit fuzzier than I was the night before

But I can't resist this little twitch in my wrists
And I'm salvating so hard that my logic starts to twist
Nobody is coming to save you when you're in my sights
Cuz I've got a blunt object that nobody's ever liked

And I've got this little itch that I'm desperate to feed
Your blood has this little kick that my headache needs
I was just a little kid that used to scrape his knees
But now my shoulders start to shiver when I see them bleed

A horrible monster born in the soil
Pushing you far into the ground
There's a saying about mining at night
There's a saying about digging straight down
A body made of cuts and hunger
Reborn under moon and thunder
Ignited by the sight of humanity
You'll be next if he hears you breathe