With poetry you try to knock me out Time to set the record straight I'll blow your shit away And in your dreams, you kick me to the ground Acting like number one, Still you're the last in line I don't care about your sorrows Another war but your bullets turn to blanks So what's your plan for tomorrow? I'll turn your lights out My back destroys your knife, I'll fuck up all your lies
The party's over so time to pay the dues No thunder in the guts, like always old news Look at you squirm, a shell so alone You don't know how to rock, You don't know how to roll Words that don't rhyme Being alive is your biggest crime
I don't care about your sorrows Another war but your bullets turn to blanks So what's your plan for tomorrow? I'll turn your lights out My back destroys your knife, I'll fuck up all your lies
Being alive is your biggest crime And you won't get away this time I don't care about your sorrows Another war but your bullets turn to blanks So what's your plan for tomorrow? I'll turn your lights out I don't care about your sorrows Another war but your bullets turn to blanks So what's your plan for tomorrow? I'll turn your lights out My back destroys your knife, I'll fuck up all your lies