Rock Singer

Let it go son, you're not a violent one

You're speaking words that you are speaking like you're ten foot tall

I don't blame you what else have you to do?

When your life exists of covering up your own self truths

It's down to nothing

Come around to my front door

And face me

You're at a loss for words - rock singer

If it fills you up - bring it on, bring it on

How do you sleep with yourself?

Do you? Do you? Do you feel the hatred?

Open up some, you'll find the difference from

Mouthing off and shooting off your guns that are filled with blanks

Why do you scrape this? You're digging without a tool

You wish you had a line to cover up your lack of truth

It's down to nothing

Come around to my front door

And face me

You're at a loss for words - rock singer

If it fills you up - bring it on, bring it on

How do you sleep with yourself?

Do you? Do you? Do you feel the hatred?

Said it

Feel that it's authority

Think it's a priority

You said it

You feel that it's authority

You think it's a priority

You're at a loss for words - rock singer

If it fills you up - bring it on, bring it on

How do you sleep with yourself?

Do you? Do you? Do you feel the hatred?