Alkaline Trio - Back To Hell

Like the pills in your hand, I'll never let you down


And like the bugs in your bed, under my skin now


Devouring all that's left of me


Devouring all that's left of me





In the palm of your hand, a resting place


All the guilt in the land resting on me


And we're crushing beneath it, falling beside ourselves


And we're wishing to break this neverending spell





Send us back to hell, we've had our fill of heaven


Give us back our sins, the deadly one through seven


Keep us from their hearts, saving us like ashes


Cut us down with dust, never trust in anything we're told





Like the pills in your hand, I'll never let you down


And like the bugs in your bed, under my skin now


They're devouring all that's left of me


Yeah they're devouring all that's left of me





Send us back to hell, we've had our fill of heaven


Give us back our sins, the deadly one through seven


Keep us from their hearts, saving us like ashes


Cut us down with dust, never trust in anything we're told.