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