Well, you thought my back would break
From the weight that I carried
That every step would be agony and pain
You thought my back would break
From the weight that I carried
But you got another thing coming
If every demon I’ve faced down stood in a line
They’d stretch on for miles
If every demon I’ve faced down stood in a line
It’d stretch on for miles
You thought my back would break, but your back’s gonna break, not mine
Your back is gonna break, your back is gonna break, not mine
Chains gonna break, all these chains gonna break, Jesus coming
Oh, death is gonna break, talking souls from the grave, Jesus coming
You got another thing coming
You got another thing coming
