Lyrics Fightin' Words - Casino Madrid

Fightin' Words

And I hope you choke
On your own words
You’re such a fake, crying out for attention
My hands around your throat now
I won’t stop until your eyes are in the back of your head
Light’s out!
Lay you to rest
Put you someplace to walk amongst the living dead
Somewhere cold a place you can call your home
How did we get this far
And where do we go from here?
It’s a matter of time
Get your middle fingers up oh!
Kill kill kill
All the people who tried to hold you back
Teach you not to feel
It’s my life
Talk shit get hit
Talk talk your way out of this one and bow down
(You stand alone)
And I’m not done with you just quite yet
You’re all a joke
Talk shit get hit
I’ll do whatever it takes to get the hell out of here
How did we get this far
And where do we go from here?
It’s a matter of time
Oh yeah I’ve gone mad
Oh yeah I’ve gone really mad
Slow down take a moment
Slow down choose your words wisely
Cause they might be your last
Dead men’s bones!
How did we get this far
And where do we go from here?
It’s a matter of time
If you want me come and find me
If you want us come and find us