Brass Balls

There you go, you dumb kid

Running your mouth again and again

Talking all that shit with a big grin

Tripping on words again and again

Oh how exceptional the sound of your words

Vomit coming out

You're getting caught up saying foolish things

I don't believe you believe half the shit you say

Say what you want, I don't give a fuck

I learn things the hard way

Lay yourself down on the tracks (lay down)

Be crucified by your own words

You're no cross bearer

You're not a fucking martyr

Just a kid, only a fool

Barely man enough to stand

You're no cross bearer

You're not a fucking martyr

You're no cross bearer

You're no martyr

The world doesn't need more mindless shit

Labeled as unique, there's no heart to it

You may never feel it like I feel it

You'll never learn, there's no heart to it

But you've got the biggest fucking balls

Brass ones that drag as you crawl

And for some reason, I think you stole them

You may be faking after all

Say what you want, I don't give a fuck

I learn things the hard way

Lay yourself down on the tracks (lay down)

Be crucified by your own words

You're no cross bearer

You're not a fucking martyr

Just a kid, only a fool

Barely man enough to stand

You're no cross bearer

You're not a fucking martyr

Say what you want, I don't give a fuck

I learn things the hard way

Say what you want, we don't give a fuck

We learn things the hard way

Say what you want, we don't give a fuck

We learn things the hard way

Lay yourself down on the tracks (lay down)

Be crucified by your own words

You're no cross bearer

You're not a fucking martyr

Just a kid, only a fool

Barely man enough to stand

You're no cross bearer