My blood's been thinned down too many times
It's wise to leave things be, Don't stir up old grief
Let Sleeping Dogs lie, tonight, or suffer
The mountain tends to call me back within it's stately borders
You've got a friend in oblivion, don't be mistaken, these hills have eyes
They'll cut you down to size, cut you right down to size
Let Sleeping Dogs lie
There is no escape from here, as funny as it is tragic, this place is magnetic
