I'm fucking around I think I'm coming out All the deciever and cheaters I've think we've got a bleeder right now Want you to slap me around you to knock me out Well, you missed me kissed me Now you better kick me down
Maybe you're runner up But the first one to lose the race Almost only really counts in Horsehoes and hand grenades
I'm burn it all down I'm gonna rip it out Well, everything that you employ Was meant for me destory To the ground So don't you fuck me around Because I'll shoot you down I'm gonna drink, fight and fuck And pushing my luck All time now
Maybe you're the runner up But the first one to the race Almost only really counts in Horsehoes and hand grenades
Demolition, self-destruction What to annihilate age-old contradiction Demolition, self-destruction What to annihilate The old age
I'm not fucking around I think coming out All the deceivers and cheaters I've think we've got a bleeder right now I'm not fucking around G-L-O-R-I-A