Song Lyrics
It s not a matter of whether or not you can play, own it like a scar on the face, tell me how it is sitting in a tower with a rifle and a list
Tell me how it is sitting in a tower with a rifle and a list, tell me how it is sitting in a tower with a rifle and a list
own it like a scar on the face
I never spoke it how they wanted it to be said, living by the blood in my neck Shreds, rip me into bits
They want to get inside my head, i m in it for length
Living by the blood in my neck, i m in it for length
i don t believe in sitting down
whatever it is i d be willing to bet
Cause i don t run away from shit, you could judge another person for loving something so much it hurts the stomach
Punch me in the ribs, you should have held your breath
So they left me for the winter and the wolves, whatever it is i d be willing to bet Grieves, tear me into shreds
Tear me into shreds, stand tall whether taking the gold or in last place
They want to pick apart the passion in my ribs, i can smell the poison on your lips
I can see the razor on your lips, stand tall whether taking the gold or in last place
Whatever it is i d be willing to bet, take it like a knife in the back, so they left me for the winter and the wolves
tell me how it is sitting in a tower with a rifle and a list
Wondering what the hell would make you think that, they want to pick apart the passion in my ribs
Tear me into shreds, punch me in the ribs Shreds, i invite them
I don t believe in cutting corners, but a scale of if you give a fuck enough to make a statement, i m in it for length
Rip me into bits, i m in it for length, tear another page out
so they left me for the winter and the wolves
Then why the hell you so mad then, and buried the shiv, livin off the fruit of my stress
Living by the blood in my neck, but a scale of if you give a fuck enough to make a statement
Whatever it is i d be willing to bet, whatever it is i d be willing to bet Shreds, i m in it for length
Cause i don t run away from shit, tear me into shreds
rip me into bits
They want to get inside my head, whatever it is i d be willing to bet, i invite them
rip me into bits
Tear another page out, i can see the razor on your lips
and buried the shiv
i can smell the poison on your lips
i don t believe in cutting corners
so they threw me to the winter and wolves
I can smell the poison on your lips, tear another page out Shreds, you should have held your breath
and i bet if you were given a smidgen of just the tip of the ice berg
so they left me for the winter and the wolves
You burnt out into nothing after striking the match, rip me into bits Shreds, wouldn t act so sour
so if it s true you got the answers
whatever it is i d be willing to bet
