My bro in law was a cop
Just a bully more
I feel the police is track on me
I shake like a fallen leaf
I'm a man in trouble
I write songs before gonna jail
But I hold on tight I'm the killjoy
I 'm surrounded by thugs
But I hold on tight I'm the killjoy
And I don't care
Punks and skunks are chasing me
I keep going despite you
Dark Family secrets must be told
An spiteful woman ask for revenge
She chase me night and day
I'm really scared I will end up
In jail or dead
But I hold on tight I'm the killjoy
I'm surrounded by thugs
But I hold on tight I'm the killjoy
And I don't care
I know the drill
