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