These aren't the clothes that we wore out i know i know
I know our old foothold are greasy spouts
And youre not helping wherefore art my caustic words?
I know i know i know or want so violent no mind for words all ass for show wont take the dirt off dirt it never could it never will oh sing once more im learning slow and i hearing hard bad art wont mane you a martyr it never could and it never will dont take those shoes off litle girl i know i know i know you wont be here long i can tell and youre not helping take what you will i know i know i know youre given nothing up and thou be only getting weaker sing song along its getting harder to do ?? youre fine