John Hurt

Here's my rendition.

Bending back my fingers In a pledge to helm you out I will not fail, I will not fall again

Don't push me from the faith Cause God knows I'll start lashing then I'll take it out, I'll take it out on you

Move out of my, fucking way Cause I'm coming through again Move out of my, fucking way Cause I'm coming through again

Oh the diction of a smile And no desire wait you out But I guess we're done with what's become of you

Look into the devil's eyes And see the moldable He takes it out, he takes it out on you

Move out of my, fucking way Cause I'm coming through again Move out of my, fucking way Cause I'm coming through again

Don't you think you've had enough? Don't you think you; you don't understand You don't understand

Don't you think you've had enough? Don't you think you; you don't understand You'll only understand When I'm done

When I'm done here When I'm done here When I'm done here When I'm done here

Don't you think you've had enough? Don't you think you; you don't understand You don't understand

Don't you think you've had enough? Don't you think you; you don't understand You'll only understand When I'm done