I’m sitting out back stacking racks in my jeans
I been up all night I don’t get any sleep
You been up my sleeves I don’t want you to leave
My nightmares make more sense then my fucking dreams
I need to find myself
I think I found myself
I think I found it
It’s nothing important
Only leaving dead
It’s time to defeat death
Hit in the face six
Hit in the face six
What’s wrong right now?
What’s wrong right now?
I’m sitting out back stacking racks in my jeans
I been up all night I don’t get any sleep
You been up my sleeves I don’t want you to leave
My nightmares make more sense then my fucking dreams