Testo: Small Sins. Mood Swings. On The Line.

Talking trash like soldiers,
With your friends lined up behind you,
I can run for hours,
Trying to figure out what I should do,
I'll get my piece of mind in a year or two.
Yeah but I was on the line,
These things happen all the time,
But you go on an on,
And I can't take it no more,
I was on the line,
These things happen all the time,
But you go on and on,
And I can't take it no more.
And you know I'd shoot you,
If I only had a gun,
Some day I'll get in a real fight,
And get the shit kicked out of me by someone,
Get the shit kicked out of me by someone.
Yeah but I was on the line,
These things happen all the time,
But you go on an on,
And I can't take it no more,
I was on the line,
These things happen all the time,
But you go on and on,
And I can't take it no more.
And you know I'd shoot you,
If I only had a gun,
Yeah, you know I'd shoot you,
If I only had a gun