3rd Alley
3rd Alley - Battlewounds lyrics
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I swear, I put my foot in my mouth Too much for comfort, a car without a bumper What's wrong with me I got my eyes in my head But the mind doesn't work, kick me I'm brain dead Cuz, you're an angel, and I'm a jackass Wish that I could change it but the clocks tick too fast Delete doesn't work, trashcans are obsolete But there's lots of empty pages to stomp with our feet For your battlewounds I'm sorry, For your battlewounds I'm sorry, yeah Battlewounds I'm sorry, For your battlewounds I'm so damn sorry This not so fresh feelin's cuttin' deep thru my soul Pullin on my arms spillin out my bowl Flashlight out, run down, no doubt Eatin' hamburger meat with no buns and dry sprout If you wanna beat me, I deserve it You can make it long but try and make it quick Cuz hangin upside down is not a good feeling Middle of the night I'm still starin' at the ceiling For your battlewounds I'm sorry, For your battlewounds I'm sorry, yeah Battlewounds I'm sorry, For your battlewounds I'm sorry