With poetry you try to knock me out
Time to set the record straight
I'll blow your [bad word] 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 [bad word] 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 [bad word] 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 [bad word] up all your lies