Bloody War
Another year older
Slightly battered, ripped
And torn, good intentions
Left ignored keeping the peace
Is something I’m not known for
My life is bloody bloody
Bloody war,
trapped between people trying
To settle old scores,
getting rich off mob
Mentality proceeds, I’m slipping
In through the back door, the back door
Enter at your own risk, always leave
Them wanting more, always leave them
Wanting more, just come in through the
Back door, come in through the back door
We will leave a light on, to finish your chores
What was winning it all like before
Waking up, going over the same routines
Until you cried in your sleeves or wet your
Hand me down jeans, just to make it on
The scene with all the teenage drama queens
Gretzky missed 100% of the shots
He didn’t take, burning the competition
At the stake, leaving the away teams
To prepare for agonizing heartbreak, quit your
Job at the candy store this is bloody war
