hey riding hood i smell blood and my hands are shaking

it's so tight it ain't right are you there for the taking?

christ seekers look into the sand

I wash that blood right from my hands

run far away from the place where you came

run far away from the place where you came

hey little fish got a wish? got a thought for the ocean?

I've got time lay it down I'll pay good for the notion

gotta run gotta hide gotta run gotta hide

Christ seekers look into the sand

I wash that blood right from my hands

run far away from the place where you came

run far away from the place where you came