Ooooh, oooooooh, ooooh
Oooh, ooohhh

Burn through hell, heard a lot of lies
Little bit of pain makes me alive
I've got nowhere to run, I'm not gonna hide
I'll be the last one standing
Burn through hell, cold outside
Feeling the pain is what kept me alive
I'm not gonna run, I'm not gonna hide
I'll be the last one standing
When the sun rise

After years of reflection spiritual death and resurrection
I bet you the bank a recession will shrink in the shadows of my blessing
Unseen source of protection unknown to the blind
In my experience it's been on time every single time
Pull me from the deepest darkest, put me on the loudest largest
Lock me in, ready aim at the target and chiseled an artist
Not these feminie phony fatherless faking like they're the hardest
On a spree planting a waterless seed they'd never harvest
Man how could you
Not even ABC's and one twos
Not even yes and no ma'am and how to tie two shoes
You's a coward in my book
Chapter one but silly me
The last time at the zoo I noticed the animals can't read
Let me take it upon myself to educate primates mumbling
About the importance of your mechanicals and publishing
The words they have power if you thought before you spoke
If you're not on the page yet then you oughta be telling jokes

Burn through hell, heard a lot of lies
Little bit of pain makes me alive
I've got nowhere to run, I'm not gonna hide
I'll be the last one standing
Burn through hell, cold outside
Feeling the pain is what kept me alive
I'm not gonna run, I'm not gonna hide
I'll be the last one standing
When the sun rise

Success of others never threatens me, jealousy's a disease
Remaining humble when you stumble in defeat is victory
Uncle Demun has been sent to hand you down all the knowledge
The treasure map to find the gems, the kind you won't pick up in college
Follow this simple set of laws I authored myself long ago
Make a record deal with yourself, resist selling your soul
Don't expect every dollar right when you walk in the door
Relationships outlast the hype man, you could be making more
Keep the focus on the fans without them you're still invisible
Shake every single hand face to face this one is critical
They have to know you mean it or it's all been a waste
You'll never get out of the gate if you're leaving a rotten taste
Pack your bags for the long haul, prepare for the worst
Get out your notepad and pencil, rewind and study this verse
Just know I never owed a dime and I still gave you the gold
So put some respect on my Jones when I'm dead and gone

Burn through hell, heard a lot of lies
Little bit of pain makes me alive
I've got nowhere to run, I'm not gonna hide
I'll be the last one standing
Burn through hell, cold outside
Feeling the pain is what kept me alive
I'm not gonna run, I'm not gonna hide
I'll be the last one standing
When the sun rise