Bury Your Dead
Текст песни Slapstick

You struggle with words, I don't
But you can bet that when you struggle to control yourself, I'll make the choices you won't
Myself, I'm only having trouble taking the time to decide if what I'm about to say is right

A closed fist is a powerful thing -- (You'd hit the ground)
You'd run for cover if you knew what I mean -- (When I say)
A closed fist is a powerful thing -- (You'd hit the ground)
You'd run for cover if you knew what I mean

SO FUCK YOU

'Cause I can't stand it, and I won't tolerate
Another false line of the standard fucking shit you say
I can't believe it, that they would celebrate in the face of another empty line about pain

Your tombstone reads the lies that your body couldn't sell while you were alive
Your tombstone reads the lies that your body couldn't sell while you were alive

A closed fist is a powerful thing -- (You'd hit the ground)
You'd run for cover if you knew what I mean -- (When I say)
A closed fist is a powerful thing -- (You'd hit the ground)

You'd hit the ground
You'd hit the ground
You'd hit the ground

FUCK!