Letra de Battlewounds

(Z. Walters)

I swear, i put my foot in my mouth
too much for comfort, a car without a bumper
what´s wrong with me i got my eyes in my head
but the mind doesn´t work, kick me i´m brain dead
cuz, you´re an angel, and i´m a jackass
wish that i could change it but the clocks tick too fast
delete doesn´t work, trashcans are obsolete
but there´s lots of empty pages to stomp with our feet

for your battlewounds i´m sorry,
for your battlewounds i´m sorry, yeah
battlewounds i´m sorry,
for your battlewounds i´m so damn sorry

this not so fresh feelin´s cuttin´ deep thru my soul
pullin on my arms spillin out my bowl
flashlight out, run down, no doubt
eatin´ hamburger meat with no buns and dry sprout
if you wanna beat me, i deserve it
you can make it long but try and make it quick
cuz hangin upside down is not a good feeling
middle of the night i´m still starin´ at the ceiling

for your battlewounds i´m sorry,
for your battlewounds i´m sorry, yeah
battlewounds i´m sorry,
for your battlewounds i´m sorry