Game set match exit stage left\line You're relegated to the stature of non-existent now As I tear along with a bottle in hand and one eye open You never get anywhere with me And now your standing alone you thought you'd bring yourself the things you want But you'll never see them while I'm still breathing
Mother Fucker Mind it when you hear the mouth speak Cause the rest of me is spitting on the ashes of a false deemed priest Kick open the door I Won't deny you access to a world your looking for Just take the rope
Hold it tightly But mind the way you hear the mouth speak Cause the Rest of me is spitting on the ashes of a false deemed priest we have to explore, the earth will colonize the stars, the art of holding on seems far and wrong