Direct Hit!
Direct Hit!
Direct Hit!
Direct Hit!
Direct Hit!
Hold Tight!
Hold Tight!
Hold Tight!
Hold Tight!
Hold Tight!
Hold Tight!
Hold Tight!
Hold Tight!
Hold Tight!
Hold Tight!
I don't exist underneath the feet of vicious men who condemn just to sell the make believe
I guess you can't save me
Any more than you can part the seas
Keep looking down your nose
And fucking reap what you sow
I just want you to know I can't be saved
I don't want to be anyway
I won't be saved
I don't want to be anyway
I won't spend my time alive
Getting ready to die!