Lyrics Batsto - Into It. Over It.

Batsto

Buy hey, you couldn’t sell the stories anyway.
Buy hey, you couldn’t sell the stories anyway.
In a battle with New England of who knows you best, a mediocre vote of
confidence.
That poor boy won’t know what hit him, if and when you tell
commitment to take a hike.
It’s the same old story, so help me if I try to make
an honest effort this time.
But hey, we couldn’t tell the stories anyway.
But hey, we couldn’t tell the stories anyway.
But hey, you couldn’t tell the stories anyway.
But hey, you couldn’t tell the stories anyway.