Текст песни Battlewounds

I swear, I put my foot in my mouth

Too much for comfort, a car without a bumper

What's wrong with me I got my eyes in my head

But the mind doesn't work, kick me I'm brain dead

Cuz, you're an angel, and I'm a jackass

Wish that I could change it but the clocks tick too fast

Delete doesn't work, trashcans are obsolete

But there's lots of empty pages to stomp with our feet

For your battlewounds I'm sorry,

For your battlewounds I'm sorry, yeah

Battlewounds I'm sorry,

For your battlewounds I'm so damn sorry
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This not so fresh feelin's cuttin' deep thru my soul

Pullin on my arms spillin out my bowl

Flashlight out, run down, no doubt

Eatin' hamburger meat with no buns and dry sprout

If you wanna beat me, I deserve it

You can make it long but try and make it quick

Cuz hangin upside down is not a good feeling

Middle of the night I'm still starin' at the ceiling

For your battlewounds I'm sorry,

For your battlewounds I'm sorry, yeah

Battlewounds I'm sorry,

For your battlewounds I'm sorry