Letra

Vipers up on the roof are starting to feed It's a matter of want not a matter of need This heart beats a little bit less This wallet's a little less thick We're all thinking that this has got to be The end to end all endgames Still we can't stop running our mouths Move on over and let some fresh air in It's all written, it's all written Yeah, it's all written down Snipers up on the roof just ate all their shells And their rotted fatigues are starting to smell This bread's just a little bit stale This corpse is exceedingly pale We'd better find a hole and shove that sucker in Still we can't stop running our mouths Move on over and let some fresh air in Still we can't stop running our mouths And on running you'll get that cheshire grin It's all written, it's all written Yeah, it's all written down It's all written, it's all written Yeah, it's all written down Still we can't stop running our mouths Move on over and let some fresh air in Still we can't stop running our mouths And on running, you'll get that cheshire grin It's all written, it's all written Yeah it's all written down It's all written, it's all written Yeah it's all written down Can't stop running, can't stop running your mouth Can't stop running, can't stop running your mouth Can't stop running, can't stop running your mouth Can't stop running, can't stop running your mouth Can't stop running, can't stop running our mouths Move on over, get that cheshire grin Can't stop running our mouths Keep on running, get that chesire grin
Writer(s): Joshua Gruss, Douglas Arsham, Hugh Eaton, James Sims, David Raymond Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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