Falling On Fists

You are full of time The 60 ticks are on my side And when I am pissed you know I resign And this fury These rocks I spit I want out now I want out of all of this Out of all of this, this And I'm falling on fists I'm stepping in time And I'm taking the garbage out of my mind Falling on fists I'm stepping in time And I'm coming up from behind And your teeth are weak And your fingers are fat You can't get your hands inside me Treating me like that 'Cause my voice is stronger than your bank account And I don't need your promises, honey 'Cause you never laid them out You never laid them out, hey So, take your sweet self out to lunch And sleep in every room of your big house 'Cause without love you can only resist Without feeling, you cannot exist, yeah, you can't exit Falling on fists I'm stepping in time And I'm taking the garbage out of my mind Out of my mind, I am out of my mind Falling on fists I'm stepping in time And I'm coming up from behind Coming up from behind Coming up from behind