I can't be fallin' again I am worn a bit thin I get bored of the same scenario A normal shit eating grin
Whatcha gonna?
I can hear you so loud Racked and chained to the bow Watch the boys and they fight for a score I can run round and round
Whatcha gonna do?
Here You let them know You let it go You follow blood on the path to a war And like before You ask for more You smack its ass like the stage is a whore