Damn you're so dull, still need to borrow your hate
Change what they can, persuade us back undercoverOh old, you're so over, who made you king of the ages?
Tending the wounds, thinking of adding anotherBut the chosen, never wrong
He sat holding, several thoughts
I'll take anything that's not bolted down
Bolted downTricking us in, don't get along if they're brothers
So phasing it out, correcting vision with fistsAnd drawing a line, still give it less than a week
Checking the wounds, thinking of adding anotherBut the chosen, never wrong
He sat holding, several thoughts
I'll take anything that's not bolted down
Bolted downBecame down
Became down
Became down
Became down
DownThe chosen, never wrong
He sat holding, several thoughts
I'll take anything that's not bolted downHe was chosen
(Chosen)
Never wrong
He sat holding
(Holding)
Several thoughts
I'll take any-
(Any)
Thing that's not bolted down
Bolted downBolted down
(Down, down, down)
Bolted down
(Down, down, down)
Bolted down
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