I remember a time when we brothers, that’s a fact,
but you acted so relaxed while you stabbed me in the back.
I never thought you'd hide inside the lies you created,
learned to read between the lines, now your words leave me jaded.
I'm scraping this plate into the garbage, even though you're starving.
Go ahead and call me heartless, you're the one who started carving
the chicken before the egg hatched. Now I'm the terrorist in the cockpit,
I'll leave you scratching your head like a bad case of lock itch.
I got your locks picked, I'm pulling a fast one son,
it’s is payback 101, the moshpit of shit has just begun
to hit the fan. How does the eye of the storm smell?
It’s exactly the kind of worthless beef they put in food at Taco Bell.
I'm not doing well, fuck the show and tell, thanks for stopping jocking.
Get to kicking rocks before I let my kicks do the talking.
It's not really important, we're all winners to some.
But, when you walk by I just hide in my lump like…

This lump, this lump in my throat.
This lump, this lump, this lump;
This lump in my throat feels so numb.
This lump, this lump in my throat.
This lump, this lump, this lump;
This lump in my throat feels just like a gun.

Let's make-believe my skin is made of wick and wax
because I swear I feel it melting every time you pass.
Burn my body to the bones and grind them into dust,
we all get murdered daily by the people who we choose to trust.
I breathe some life into my ego, I'm so big and dumb.
Now I'm golden, I've got it all hidden inside this lump.
Stretch out your legs, it's gonna be a short casket.
Blow your gaskets now, cause nothing has ever lasted
as long as anyone wanted. This tale is affixed to a comet
and it's striking the moment when you very first made me vomit.
Smell the shit you stepped in then realize it's me,
I'm a perfect shot, I swear. Can I shoot an apple from between your knees?
Coughs, curses, and broken wheezes are all my lungs produce.
I want to play Jesus too, nail me to the 'T' in truth.
Our lives are falsely measured, the clocks won't always hum,
So I’m walking around with magic bullets hidden in my lump like…

This lump, this lump in my throat.
This lump, this lump, this lump;
This lump in my throat feels so numb.
This lump, this lump in my throat.
This lump, this lump, this lump;
This lump in my throat, it feels just like a gun.