From the cradle to the grave I threw my life away And the gunshots that I heard are just tears against the world
War pony destroyer war pony destroyer destroyer destroyer
Be my vicious leather jacket And my eyes ripped and torn like I'd never been born people The endless crawl and the endless dance The powder the city rip back your tired lies You rip off your disguise Will I be will I be well
Spit it up spit it up spit it up Spit it up spit it up spit it up
Get the paper take the band And break him down break his hands Take his eyes steal his words Fill his mouth with butter put candy in his ears And you bleed Our sacred garden stripped I rise above the rest I fade into the test When I be when I be when I be your
High and dry ahead of me and he don't got the head of me And you are not ahead of me and he don't got the head of me
I am not the enemy we are not the enemy And you are not the enemy and we are not the enemy
