Gimp

Bring him along, you’d have to, shoulda stayed home
He doesn’t even want to be here again
Do not rest that means not like they are violent themselves
Take these tears away again

I’ll ask again (Believe me)
(hey hey hey)

I think I want a beer and I gave up on violent tears for me
I felt so damn afraid they even invited all the hate for me
Tell me this death machine we look back on what you see now
If you’re my ignorant I’ll tell you what stop relying on me

I’ll ask again (Believe me)
(hey hey hey)