Why do i explain myself when everyone's An idiot but me I think some people need k**ing for stupidity and i'll be born again Kicking and screaming And dragged back into a life Like ten pounds in a nine pound bag Still i come back to give you something That you never had. Idiot rules I never fight i only win And i don't make em I never bend i only break them
Finish my smoke, down my drink, wipe my mouth And i just walk away What's the chance of finding something Real and make it last For that i'd carry all my bags and leave Them in the past Because i spend my life fixing mistakes That left me scarred And when i stand and meet my maker I'll be born again hard Don't judge me by my sins