We are the Fall
Northern white crap that talks back
We are not black Tall
No boxes for us
Do not fuck us
We are frigid stars
We were spitting we were snapping
Cop Out Cop Out
as if from heaven
Sucker Sucker Sucker
Sucker Sucker Sucker
Sucker Sucker Sucker
No stars in the zone
I stay at home
I live on snacks
Potatoes in packs
I like to blow
I like to blow
I like to blow
Concentration zone
The years go in circles
the years go in circles
Hopes goes I`m gone
Smoke comes i go
A spurs fan a warrior
happy no-hoper
Dull manage
I think slow
Sucker blow