Josh Freese - Blood On Your Knuckles lyrics

Had so much to do with it Unlike you ever gave a sh** Got a pocket full of nothing And a chip on the tip of your tongue We don't ever wanna miss The guy from Minneapolis Taking one big step And he's missing the whole front run You've got blood on your knuckles from beating them down Each and every day Blood on your knuckles from dragging them round No matter what they say One big giant sing-along I tell you're right even when you're wrong Always be here rooting for you Right till the end Calls me every single Christmas day I never know quite just what to say Going fifteen years of Kinda-sorta being my friend You've got blood on your knuckles from beating them down Each and every day Blood on your knuckles from dragging them round No matter what they say And you came all this way Got there just in time To stop right before the finish line You've got blood on your knuckles from beating them down Each and every day Blood on your knuckles from dragging them round No matter what they say And you came all this way Got here just in time To stop right before the finish line To stop right before the finish line To stop right before...