My, my simple sir, this ain't gonna work Mind my wicked words and tipsy-topsy slurs I can't take this place, no, I can't take this place I just wanna go where I can get some space
Curled up in a grip when we were us Fingers in a fist like you might run I settle for a ghost I never knew Super paradise I held on to But, I settle for a ghost
When the demon heart is crying And the blood is gushing bright Raise up your bat for the burning fight When your hope is slowly dying And your future's lost its rights Raise up your bat and face the fright Let's knock 'em dead into the night