Falling On Fists

You are full of time

The 60 ticks are on my side

And when I am pissed you know I resign

And this fury

These rocks I spit

I want out now

I want out of all of this

Out of all of this, this

And I'm falling on fists

I'm stepping in time

And I'm taking the garbage out of my mind

Falling on fists

I'm stepping in time

And I'm coming up from behind

And your teeth are weak

And your fingers are fat

You can't get your hands inside me

Treating me like that

'Cause my voice is stronger than your bank account

And I don't need your promises, honey

'Cause you never laid them out

You never laid them out, hey

So, take your sweet self out to lunch

And sleep in every room of your big house

'Cause without love you can only resist

Without feeling, you cannot exist, yeah, you can't exit

Falling on fists

I'm stepping in time

And I'm taking the garbage out of my mind

Out of my mind, I am out of my mind

Falling on fists

I'm stepping in time

And I'm coming up from behind

Coming up from behind

Coming up from behind