[Вступление]:
[Припев]:
Crowbar, Kevlar on the drywall
Now that's asbestos, Ritalin, and Adderall
I'll say, "No way I'm quitting now"
But then it's Flight 180 when I'm coming down
But I can't kick it like an addict, like a landmine
So I'm just running like a rabbit from a forest fire
From the junkyard full of false starts
Hit the pavement, turn this shit to Fight Harm
[Куплет]:
I took what's left
А brand upon my brain
Now I'm caught in the fold, dragging the coals
Like a blanket over me
Pounds on the vest, packed to the seams
Like a burn pile way I lit up the trees
Heard a rustle in the hay, hiding in your old barn
Had to get out the rain, so I'm staying in the bell jar
I heard, I heard it's the sеlf I'm bound
Isle of the lost, but I'm 'bouta run ground
Move on, movе on, cut the mooring line
'Til the sails get stitched in the morning light
Got me on one, pulling out a prophecy, Apollo
I'm bouta spark another passage out the Bible
I be the witch of the wood the way I'm in my hovel
Fuck a disciple, I'm just looking for a follow
[Проигрыш]:
[Припев]:
Crowbar, Kevlar on the drywall
Now that's asbestos, Ritalin, and Adderall
I'll say, "No way I'm quitting now"
But then it's Flight 180 when I'm coming down
But I can't kick it like an addict, like a landmine
So I'm just running like a rabbit from a forest fire
From the junkyard full of false starts
Hit the pavement, turn this shit to Fight Harm