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