Album: For President

Here Come The B's

Slipping by holding on so tightly
I don't always win-but I'll go down fighting

Spin a 360, welcome to reality
Every now then we tend to forget
Till we have nothing left
And there's no place to go

Here come the B's
They pack in three's

I'm finding out slowly-what makes this
world go round
And I'm realizing there's some things that I'd
rather not know
There's no place to go
There's nothing to show