I took my hands into battle, I was ready to go
Lied to by the politics, how all girls roll
Hands of bondage are quick like I am quick to get sick
Knee bends tied down, let's get this over with
Hold on to my lover, you like it under covers
I'll give you everything you want if, if you can make under
She's s**ing all the nostalgia all the hope from the scene
We love like an arms race, bleeding two countries
Dirtied out in the south, we can make it out
Screaming out, I don't give a f**, take it from me
My hands of rage flex with pain as I think I go insane
Fan blades spin through the darkness cutting like a sin
My hands can't stop shaking as my mind wonders off
In an endless train of thought I can walk this off