Everything you heard I did and maybe then some, ok
Does it make you happy and now is it out of the way?
Everything you heard I done and probably then some, ok
Does it really matter, of course I took it all the way
What more can I say
Locked on-what's the deal?
Faded rock star, push and needle
You don't know, well that's alright
You do your thing, I'll live my life
Every word is [bad word]  baby, I won't deny
Don't you push me over, I ain't even finished my ride
Every word you read is [bad word] and maybe that is a lie
Strap session closing and I'm going out of my mind
What more can I say [bad word] X2
Every song I wrote I meant what I said at the time
Yeah, I spent some time looking death right in the eye
Every song I wrote I captured a fragment of time
Dying a little bit makes you appreciate life
Nothing more to say [bad word] X2
Locked on
Locked on