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We'll Take This Outside 1:17 - Southcott
The moon is laughing to the beat
Of our shoes pounding on the street
As we flee the scene
Of our mockery
And how does it feel to
Get the sh*t kicked out of you
Twenty years from now
Remember my face in that scar
When you parents pick you
Up at the hospital grounds
Your wounds in gowns and
Tongue is sound asleep
But you won't speak
Of all your bruised skin
How is that broken nose
Or your spattered clothes
Shoe prints on your neck
Or would you rather
All my friends gather
And we can take this to streets again
When you parents pick you
Up at the hospital grounds
Your wounds in gowns and
Tongue is sound asleep
But you won't speak
Of all your bruised skin
Or of this travesty again
For your streets
For you
And all your friends
We'll bring the bats
We'll bring the violence
For you
And all your friends
We'll bring the bats
We'll bring the violence
For you
And all your friends
We'll bring the bats
We'll bring the violence
For you
And all your friends
We'll bring the bats
We'll bring the violence
For you
For you
For you
For you
