Me, the Mirror Via Con Dios Lyrics Me, The Mirror lyrics

Left for dead in the desert,
With sand up to your nose.
From your lips to gods ears,
Have pity on our souls.

Barricaded in a tavern,
You'd kill for the thrill… You know,
I'm not an honest dying.
Down here we all don't float.

And shout “Reach for the sky.”
Never turn your back on me… twice.
And the outlaws only friend is the vultures lined ahead.

(They followed you here alone)
Made a deal with the devil and he wants you home.

(And Now there's no where to go)
And here you are.

(The stench of cheap alcohol)
With your finger on the trigger ya haven't changed at all.

(Now we're calling last call)
But the bottom of the bottle won't help you now.

Won't help you now.

Run while you can…
You're sleeping with ghosts,
They want their revenge. (We'll have our Revenge)

They're hands obsessed with red,
Have minds of their own,
And a touch as cold as the heart gets.

We reverse the day in lead,
Aimed halfway down your chest.
And Your ambition is too kind.
You can kiss you're ass Goodbye.


(They followed you here alone)
Made a deal with the devil and he wants you home.

(And Now there's no where to go)
And here you are.

(The stench of cheap alcohol)
With your finger on the trigger ya haven't changed at all.

(Now we're calling last call)
But the bottom of the bottle won't help you now.

Via Con Dios,
And tell him who sent you,
And give him our regards.

They know… It was you.
I see you every night.
Your face is all they'll find.

They know… It was you.
There's no where to hide.
You're coming with us dead or alive.

(They followed you here alone)
Made a deal with the devil and he wants you home.

(And Now there's no where to go)
And here you are.

(The stench of cheap alcohol)
With your finger on the trigger ya haven't changed at all.

(Now we're calling last call)
But the bottom of the bottle won't help you now.

Now… Now…