I have it out, I have it out, with myself With myself, I have it out It's gonna get ugly It's gonna get messy It's gonna be world war ii of myself I have it in for this guy who's been there for me A fuckin' gem who takes me back in like a friend But what is he good for, if he just stay spectator of war? I have it in for, have it in for, have it in for
I'm gonna start with his liver And throw it into a river of tar I'm gonna move to his fingers Can't play guitar Can't play the rockstar He'll have but nothing to talk about He won't be able to flap his mouth Cuz I'mma cut out his tongue
Can't kiss the girls Can't fuck the young ones I have it out, I have it out, with myself With myself, I have it out And what about you? Yeah, and what about you? What about you?
Compositor: Ryan Lee Guldemond (Ryan Guldemond) (SOCAN)Editores: Mother Mother Ship (SOCAN), Universal Music Publishing (SOCAN)ECAD verificado obra #12179905 em 10/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM