understood I'll make my own way Give me something that I can call my own I nail down the days I nail down the days In this land I was raised to bow down
up in the Poconos With this chick I don't even really know Steady stressing me how ill her man is So what I go and do, heh-heh, I nail her ass to the
mind A mental prison, a prism of thought A crystalis of anger created by the action of strangers A dangerous way to live your life the these days Thinkin
'd make the beggers keep in line? Learn them all the rules? Who's tell us whitewash windows? When to take down doors? Tell us make a flask of tea and
In the earliest days of my shoplifting career, You could safely say I was filled with fear. It was nail biting work from the very start, But several quick
the schools? Who'd make the beggers keep in line? Learn them all the rules? Who's tell us whitewash windows? When to take down doors? Tell us make a
