Napalm Death - Thrown Down A Rope Lyrics

Someone wants me dead from the neck and upwards. Rope weaved by these hands, box of my toils. Coerced - dazed by a suckerpunch. Reeling - believing that these are the dues. Pitch back - throwback to a chastised youth. No quarter - stifled under a stich-up hood. To be made an example will stauch my deviant flow. Held a lever that only I can pull. Need a trauma to silence my loose tongue. Bigots want my head on a plate to sound-out. Probing - exposing delicate core to full view. Damning - programming etiquette to suit. To dissect and reset will staunch my deviant flow. Held a lever that only I can pull. Need a trauma to silence my loose tongue. Group constrictor. Throttling a bond. Call a cull to silence our loose tongues. Napalm Death Lyrics Thrown Down A Rope Lyrics