The vocals start here. where i'm gonna go tonight, isn't up to me anymore. and where i'm gonna be tomorrow isn't up to me anymore
Eight legs down, two wet mouths
Where i need to go tonight, isn't up to me anymore. and where i need to run tomorrow, isn't up to me anymore
Eight legs down, two wet mouths
Left not to give up, f**ed up to fix up, things look good today. rough streets in tampa, which roads to go down, unselfish roads roll out today
Eight legs down, two wet mouths
Clever protocols, we ratify these rules that we follow now, never have to run in the dark again