Verso 1
It was the summer of 95 (so what) in the backyard shaving the old piles
feeling so strong something went wrong into my finger what a stinger it was so long.
I still remember that day like the day that i said "i swear ill never hurt
myself again"
but it seems im deemed to be wrong to be wrong to be wrong to be wrong so ive
gotta keep holding on they always played a slow song.
When they come for me ill be sitting at my desk with a gun in my hand wearing a
bulletproof
vest singing my my my how the time does fly when you know your gonna die by the
end of the night.