I took my hands into battle, I was ready to go Lied to by the politics, how all girls roll Hands of bondage are quick like I am quick to get sick Knee bends tied down, let's get this over with Hold on to my lover, you like it under covers I'll give you everything you want if, if you can make under She's s**ing all the nostalgia all the hope from the scene
We love like an arms race, bleeding two countries Dirtied out in the south, we can make it out Screaming out, I don't give a f**, take it from me My hands of rage flex with pain as I think I go insane Fan blades spin through the darkness cutting like a sin My hands can't stop shaking as my mind wonders off In an endless train of thought I can walk this off